Every shell is unique. Different shape, size, color, and texture.
Every shell has a history. Loved by an animal, battered by the seas, washed onto the shores, chosen by an admiring hand.
Loved, and lost, and loved again.
Most shells have been chipped, broken, and bruised over time. However, that only adds to their beauty.
I can’t help but thinking shells are a lot like people. We are all bruised, lost, and worn…
…but we are also all unique, and beautiful, and loved.
These photos are my entries for Dutch Goes the Photo’s Tuesday Photo Challenge: Broken, De Monte Y Mar’s Tuesdays of Texture, and Found Round and About’s 52 Tuesdays: Texture
Winter, spring, SUMMER! Yes, the arrival of spring means summer is not far behind! I fully intend to savor every moment of spring, but that doesn’t mean I can’t also look forward to the excitement of summer. There are a million smells, tastes, and textures that come to mind when I think of summer.However, one beats out all the rest…
I look forward to wiggling my toes in the warm sand and walking along the water, letting the ocean waters wash my worries away.
The beach waits for no one…and I can’t wait for the beach.
This is my entry for Dutch Goes the Photo’s Tuesday Photo Challenge: Forward and De Monte y Mar’s Tuesdays of Texture.