A Seaside Fairy Ring
Fairies do not just live in the meadows, you know. For my British friends, remember Water Babies?
Fairies do not just live in the meadows, you know. For my British friends, remember Water Babies?
Bridge. Shelter. Arch. Grace.
The sun was perfectly positioned to enhance the blues, both light and deep, in these mussels. Their accidental clustering by the outgoing tide created a well-balanced and attractive arrangement. Not too bad for mollusks that are, in themselves, extraordinarily ugly!
Downy bits of feather and a sugar-crust delicate shell were arranged just perfectly for an understated still life. Understated, but absolutely elegant.
Yes, it was really this blue. There are no rainbows on the interior of this variety of mussel – just brilliant, ocean blue. Just another one of God’s little surprises.
Yes! It was a wonderful summer season at the shore, down the shore . . . on several shores! I am, though, looking forward to what the upcoming change of season will bring in with the tide. Happy Labor Day … Continue reading
A silly photo, really. These feathers had been washed up with the receding tide, then blown around a bit (evidenced by the delicate divots in the sand), only to then end up photo-captured in a game of badminton. Or so … Continue reading
How this tiny, delicate shell did not wash out with a retreating wave, I do not know. The arrangement was a happy find, though. Subtle colors and varied textures fashioned a lovely still life.
The current phrase in educational settings is to ‘have a poem in your pocket’. If a piece of poetry is memorized, it can be carried along wherever a person travels. I remember sitting on my grandfather’s knee when I was … Continue reading