Deep snow drifts at the fringes of the tide line are transformed into icy chunks when they are hit by the ocean water. The patterns of the ice, snow and sand are almost fantastical. The tiny bit of purple coquina, … Continue reading
The pink shell fragment stood out so vividly on the frozen beach. There was no snow around this particular cluster . . . Almost as if the pink shell had melted it all away.
The beach was glorious yesterday! Wind-waves of sand and snow on shore, and a wild ocean beyond the tide line. Along the edge of the water, the frigid air had frozen sea foam and creeping water in fantastic patterns. Yes, … Continue reading
Look for the tiny root, or vine. It exactly follows the line of the shadow. Again I find myself amazed and the patterns that arrange themselves in nature.
I am not sure what kind of shell this is, but it sure is gnarly compared to the surrounding shells; almost like an old guy holding court, or telling a story of days gone by. The sand on this particular … Continue reading
. . . Much more than a rolling stone. I love how the shell fragments and the stick became stuck in the pinecone as it blew across the beach and tumbled to the tide line, where I found it.
Not much green visible on beach or front yards today here in the northeast! I do like the simplicity of this pebble and sand grains, though, regardless my need to post a cheery color today.
The colors in the shell and in the sand are so, so similar! It is also appropriate for me to post a monochrome on the day of a major snowstorm!
I could look at this still life for a very long time and not tire of it. It is so soothing.
Land and sea, living and dead . . . Combine as one delicate still life.
Tide Line Still Life 