Happy #stackersaturday! It always gives me a kick thinking about what is considered acceptable, honorable uses of ones time, energy and effort. And, on the flip side, what is considered wasteful, unproductive, and ultimately unacceptable. I've spent twelve hour days...
Walking the beach is like treasure hunting, at least for me. Every single night the entire physical landscape is washed and stripped. Changed. New tides bring forth new treasures. The ocean redistributes this wealth in accordance with weather, winds, tides etc....
The mystery of the sea is very much alive, for me, in the Outer Banks. One of the neatest ways to touch this mystery is to find a bright colored piece of sea glass in a pile of shell hash along the beach. Like a valuable jewel, the colors--electric green, cobalt...