Thursday, July 18, 2013

Patterns at low tide

Wading around the eel-grass beds in Boundary Bay, we watch our feet in case of big crabs. And the tide makes pretty patterns for us.

Clam-shell graveyard, ankle-deep. With unexpected art.

Line drawing from the photo above. (Inverted)

Crab molts, eelgrass, sand and wave fronts.

Deeper water, with eelgrass and a few shells

More shells. Gull dining room. With more artwork.

I see a few faces in that photo; a blond guy with a Pinnochio nose, a disgruntled alien, several cartoon characters. What do you see?

Bubbles over eelgrass.

We got too close to a heron, and he flew away indignantly, leaving behind a token of his displeasure.

This I'd never seen before: heron poop, underwater, not washed away yet.


  1. My goodness, you've got keen eyes to spot the finer image in that first photo. And those colours!

    And now I'll have to have a closer look at the hidden natural artworks in the other photos. Perhaps not in the heron poop Rorschach blot, though.

  2. Yes, I think the heron poop is best left alone! :D

  3. Neat photos! Love the bubbles.


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