While I wish this flounder was underway to our dinner table, I appreciate being able to see all the fish underwater, alive and well. It's been somewhat troubling for me watching the fishermen haul out their catches each day. We can watch from our mooring ball directly across from their dock. It makes me want to become a vegan, no fish, no poultry, no meat. I would still eat eggs and some cheese but no more anything with heads (as my once-vegetarian older sister used to say). I don't know if I'll ever cross that line but I think about it from time to time and especially while diving. I'm showing you this flounder swimming because in the next post you'll see one hiding out on a rock with its perfect camouflage. Later we saw one being harassed by a smaller fish, both of them swimming fast with the flounder trying to get away and the smaller one in constant pursuit. Not sure what that was about...