
Brown, White, and Light
A fallen feather. Seedling mussels. A gentle ‘X’. Morning light.
A fallen feather. Seedling mussels. A gentle ‘X’. Morning light.
. . . When owner was heading south last autumn. He won’t be back to retrieve it this week, that’s for sure!
Another winter storm in the works for this week. I find myself being drawn to sunny still lifes from summer walks along the tide line.