Really, the sand is the star of this photo.
Clearly, this is not a tide line photograph. Walking the timeline, though, is teaching me to look closely at the world around me. This photo was taken as I cleaned up and weeded my garden yesterday after Tuesday night’s fierce storms ravaged our area. We were fortunate to have no damage other than a yard full of sticks.
This web in a boxwood captured and suspended the final droplets of rain without breaking. It took my breath away!
This is a photograph that I find very meditative, so peaceful.
When I walk the tide line, my mood can dictate the types of still lifes that I notice. Conversely, certain arrangements can be a catalyst for particular moods.
This small clam with the pebble and sand grains in its bowl was just beyond the reach of a receding tide line, and it was gone just a few washes later. In those few moments on the tide line, this arrangement offered me a lovely respite from morning’s jumbled thoughts.
It still does today.
The beauty of this still life is that it is all here in a size that would fit in the palm of a hand.
The curves and rim of this particular mussel shell are especially sensuous. The scattering of sand in its bowl, deposited by the tide, is placed perfectly, gently. The so-tiny splashes of water enhance the interior of the shell and the grains of sand that are contained within it.
What I find most lovely, though is the light that is captured by gleaming white interior of the shell. The sunlight accentuates the scalloping pattern, and creates a small iridescent patch. A hidden rainbow.
Most of the time, the still lifes that I find are larger, more traditional and fitting to art’s description of a still life. Here, though, the arrangement is composed of not multiple different objects, but of the land, sea, and sky together.
Shell, ocean, and light perfectly composed to delight.
I wonder how many tiny treasures such as this one I miss when I walk the tide line . . .