Post-Arthur flotsam and jetsam created some lovely still lifes this morning. A bright, early sun and a breeze from the west made for a perfect tide line walk.
And yes, I looked, then walked to the left.
It is astonishing how often forms in nature are evocative of parts of human anatomy. If you blink, you may miss them.
It was a momentary jar of the senses when I came across this on the tideline. It was as if the shell, long separated from its host, was trying to be noticed.