Above the usual high tide line, fragments of driftwood slowly disintegrate. |
When the wind lets up, the gentle wavelets are responsive to tiny local differences in the sand. |
The five-pointed star of a dime-sized sand dollar. |
Purple polka dots on the pincers of an angry crab. And drying sea lettuce. |
Sharp points of a molted crab shell. |
And the abdominal plate of another. |
Seaweed draped over a rock, and floating in the shallow water. |
Rocks, seaweed, and reflections. Looking west towards White Rock. |
Rocks and empty sea. Looking east. |
Critters and questions, next.
I'm so pleased to have found your page through Penelope Puddlisms...it always good to meet a local blogger. I'm in Surrey, and of course I hit the beaches often for the great photo ops!
ReplyDeleteI love this set of shots. Having a fascination for texture and design, my eyes are always on the lookout for treasures such as these. I'll pop in and visit again...:)
Lynette
Imagination Lane
I love the seaweed rocks.
ReplyDeleteWhen I went through these beautiful photos I nearly cried. I'm having such a great longing to be walking on the beach lately ... alas, I am stuck only an hour-and-a-half drive away, and unable to go ... Sigh. Second sigh. Sniff.
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