Aside from the obvious pleasures of sun and swimming, one of my favorite things about visiting the beach is seeing nature's detritus scattered along a shore.
Shells. Polished stones. Driftwood. The odd coconut here and there.
Bleached by the warm sun, scoured by the sand and wave after wave of salty surf, and revealing colors, textures and stories of all sorts.
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Sigh. I want to be there, now.
Oh Warmth, how I miss you!
There is something so calming about the colors of drift wood... Love the details...
I am developing a fascination with driftwood too...it's all over the place here!
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