Oh, Here’s Where I Dropped It
Feathers and footprints were in abundance on this beach. There must have been a wild gull party!
Feathers and footprints were in abundance on this beach. There must have been a wild gull party!
The simplicity and serendipity of the tide line never ceases to amaze me.
These feathers settled together beautifully. I love the blue on the inside of the sand crab carapace… it seems to hold a gentle bit of the sky within!
Fairies do not just live in the meadows, you know. For my British friends, remember Water Babies?
Bridge. Shelter. Arch. Grace.
Finished feather. Finished meal. Finished line. Shadow starts and day begins.
The remnants of four different species: half of a sand crab (also know as a mole crab or sand flea), a dropped feather from a great black-back gull, a tiny wasp, and a scattering of salp. Salp are fascinating little … Continue reading
Green points the way. A delicate bit of seaweed leads the way. Start left to right. Little to big. Tightly closed to open. New to old. Life to gone.
I have never seen this species of sea plant on our beach. Gorgeous! Together with the shells and stones it shouted for attention on the tide line.