Dropped . . .
. . . When owner was heading south last autumn. He won’t be back to retrieve it this week, that’s for sure!
. . . When owner was heading south last autumn. He won’t be back to retrieve it this week, that’s for sure!
Skate egg case (empty). String of seed mussels. Both marine nurseries, of sorts, washed up together at high tide.
Even nature celebrates those who are generous and kind. Celebrate Valentine’s Day week by sharing this with someone who has a heart of gold!
Spin art (again), golden pebble, and mollusk air hole. Alignment. Serenity.
I wish my own writing had such flourish!
A winter beach, swept by wind and waves, creates dramatic patterns in the sand.
Remember doing spin art at carnivals and on the boardwalk? Remember how your finished piece was the most beautiful one ever created? All these memories flooded back when I came across this shell fragment in the frozen tide line. Not … Continue reading
Conversation. Argument. Cluster. Combination. Some days I feel like one of the mussels . . . and other mornings I relate more to the ancient shell fragment. This winter it depends on how much snow is accumulated outside the window!
A rose for the warmest day of the week . . . Before the next storm tomorrow. Ugh. Again, a reminder that I never arrange anything in the photos. They are all photographed as I find them. This long stemmed … Continue reading
Celebrating today’s projected high temperature of 45F! I almost never include any man-made item in a tide line still life. This footprint next to a piece of coral evocative of a foot was too much to resist.