An affinity for fins. An affinity for the fishes. An affinity for beauty. Particularly, it is the stone that always brings that word to mind (the fish and its fins just happen to be the unfortunate victims of the terrible pun). The spectrum of whimsical colors found in a swirling nebulae caught in the stone pulls you in; you can't take your eyes off it; and if you're like me, you can't stop thinking about it.
May I use this image in a photomanipulation? I'll give full credit, a link back to this picture, and notify you when it's posted. Of course, it's totally okay if you say no, too.