A Study in Translucency



As you may know, I love jingle shells. Their simplicity and fragility belies their origin in the tumbling, violent ocean. That any of them make it to the tide line is a point of amazement. This particular shell had just arrived with the last wave, hence the small bubbles within. The morning light spotlighted this tiny shell’s translucency, shining through to the sand beneath. The shell’s placement beside the opaque shell fragment makes this quality even more stunning.



With no four-needle pines in this growing zone, this is likely from one of our abundant eastern pines, with one needle lost.
Regardless of variety, the gentle splay of the needles, the monochromatic palette, and the soft early light combine to create a lovely photograph.
I just sighed when I spotted this.