A reminder to the willful, to be the quest you seek

It wasn’t a treasure hunt we were on, you said after reading my account.

It seems the apparent quarry was incidental, a trick of my imagination – and of my poor memory for dialogue.

What were we looking for then? I asked.

Whatever happened to be there, you said.

And anyway, what we found, those flowers – I already knew they were there.

But. Now I’m no longer positive about my identification. I just don’t know whether they fall within the acceptable bounds of variation for the species.

So, no hunt!

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Dave Bonta (bio) crowd-sources his problems by following his gut, which he shares with 100 trillion of his closest microbial friends — a close-knit, symbiotic community comprising several thousand species of bacteria, fungi, and protozoa. In a similarly collaborative fashion, all of Dave’s writing is available for reuse and creative remix under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 United States License. For attribution in printed material, his name (Dave Bonta) will suffice, but for web use, please link back to the original. Contact him for permission to waive the “share alike” provision (e.g. for use in a conventionally copyrighted work).

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