Sugar and Honey
The tiniest drops of water and sugar crystal sand are sprinkled over the honey-colored shell fragment. Of course, the question that always remains is . . . What’s in the hole?
The tiniest drops of water and sugar crystal sand are sprinkled over the honey-colored shell fragment. Of course, the question that always remains is . . . What’s in the hole?
Our family welcomed a new little girl this week with the birth of a granddaughter. This tiny little mussel seems to also be celebrated as it sits confidently by itself on the shell fragment.
The angle of the early morning sun created the most wonderful shadow from this shell fragment. At any other time of day, this fragment would have been overlooked. The sun, though, makes it into something fantastical. My daughter says it … Continue reading
This bit of ancient shell, eaten by worms and eroded by the ocean, is a perfect foil for the orange pebble beside it. I love the juxtaposition of textures, both set in a bed of crystal-like sand.
Poised to tumble onto the minuscule grey pebble, this shell is posed at its tipping point.
The vivid apricot interior of this broken shell was brilliant on the tide line. The texture of the dried leaf next to it served as a perfect foil.
It’s that kind of morning – like this small shell, obviously tumbled in the waves. Look closely, though, to spot a tiny bit of quartz crystal by the top of the shell. It’s a lesson for me in this one … Continue reading
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.
A single gull foot print, a piece of broken shell, an oak leaf scrap. The weight of a bird, future limestone, the remains of a tree’s season. Animal, vegetable, or mineral? All of the above.
I am not sure what is more interesting about this shell fragment: the swirls of vibrant blue, or the small pebble stuck in its center. The blues stood out brilliantly on the tan sand, but it was not until I … Continue reading