Assertion: barnacle | /r/CapableOf | blanket old spars
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text: In The Rocky Coast, one of her pre–Silent Spring books, Carson spends much time pondering the barnacle, introducing the species with this poetic description: “Like drifts of old snow no longer white, barnacles come into view; they blanket rocks and old spars wedged into rock crevices, and their sharp cones are sprinkled over empty mussel shells and lobster-pot buoys and the hard stipes of deep-water seaweeds, all mingled in the flotsam of the tide.