My First Encounter with a Marimo
“Are the fuzzy leaf-ball things in this tank for fish to play with?” I asked. The aquarium shop clerk removed the covering and dipped his fingers into the water. “Almost,” he said, poking the green, velvety ball around. “It’s a pet plant, a Marimo. A spongy city of plant cells that drifts around lake bottoms at night and floats to the surface in time for sunrise. Makes for an easy pet, they’re really not fussy. They’re fine with fresh tank water...