Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Love on a Rocky Shore

The White Rock beach, like Boundary Bay, just around the point, is mostly flat sand, reaching far out into the bay. It's ideal for children and dogs scampering across the sand, splashing knee-deep far out into the water; I have even seen a few horses running there at low tide. But at the west end, there are rocks. This is the direction that we take, on most of our visits; there's something fascinating about just plain rocks. And myriad sea creatures find safe harbour under, beside, on top of them.

The tail end of the sand, with rock intrusions.

Looking east. Small rocks, and some very big rocks in the distance, snow-capped.

Scattered rocks on sand, Laurie poking at seaweed on the incoming tide.

Sea lettuce  and rockweed "wigs" on the rocks. The rockweed turns black as it dries.

More black rockweed.

Rockweed further from shore doesn't get baked as long; at least the winged bladders stay green.

On a dry rock, black lichen and sun-baked clam shells, the remains of gull dinners.

Blue mussels sheltered in a crevice

The tide brings welcome relief to drying seaweeds and the animals hiding beneath them.

Not a rock. A two-toned stone, with barnacles.

That's love! The rock is covered at the top of mid-tide, and the letters are carved into the stone after the seaweed and barnacles were scraped off.

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