Even after years of looking at the tide line, I remain delighted by its small, broken bits of beauty.
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.
This small bit of gull down did not budge from the mussel, despite the breeze. The delicacy of the soft white down on top of the dark, tough shell was a perfect pairing. I love looking at differences in texture, … Continue reading