“When I Grow Up …”
Little pebble, little shadow. Big rock, big shadow. I love the juxtaposition of these two bits of basalt in the very early morning light.
Little pebble, little shadow. Big rock, big shadow. I love the juxtaposition of these two bits of basalt in the very early morning light.
Ancient coral branch Swept to the beach by the tide Slips across the sand
Early morning shadows are often delightful.
Some mornings, the sun is so bright, that the shadows are what take precedent over the forms themselves.
Five mussels emptied of their owners, mollusk egg cases, bit of shell, and a coquina – perfectly arranged by an early morning, incoming tide.
Long emptied of its owner, this lone crab carapace cast a magnificent shadow early in the morning. Even in death, though, it is remarkable how well the shell is camouflaged in the sand.