I’ve always been a shell seeker – spending more time looking down at the ground than up at the beautiful scenery whenever I’m at waters edge. I keep telling myself to LOOK UP! ..but my attention is inevitably drawn back down to the pebbles, shells and infrequent seaglass washed in with the tides.
While on the Vineyard, Mike and I took early morning walks down and around Edgartown light and beach, almost empty except for dog walkers at the beginning of each day. I waded into the water and looked down in search of pretty shells – my favorite part of the day, honestly.
I notcied the shells had such pretty color patterns when in the water but when dried you almost couldn’t detect their unique designs. When we returned home I went to a Michaels Crafts store and bought a display frame on sale.. and some clear spray varnish as well as crazy glue …
When I look at this display hanging in the hallway I am reminded of those peaceful mornings, the water smooth as glass, the guy and I just being quiet, taking it all in, relaxing. Rare, that.