There were very few people on the beach today, which surprised me since it was sunny, calm, low tide and 33 degrees. I did, however, have a conversation with a woman who was looking for treasure with a “grabber”.
“So I can pick up things without taking my gloves off.” She showed me all the sea glass she had found.
“I put in a bowl, but I mainly look for treasure because it is very relaxing for me.”
There she was, enjoying the moment. Simple.
The scene of the gulls, on the other had, was complex and noisy. The gulls acted as if they had been let out on the playground after weeks of indoor recess—shouting, shoving, arguing (or should I say discussing the rules). The beach was littered with clamshells, either empty or being fought over. Where did they all come from? I haven’t seen that many shells on the beach all winter. What is equally amazing is that I could go back tomorrow and find the beach clear of shells. That tide, moon, waves phenomenon is miraculous. Simple? Well….
“So I can pick up things without taking my gloves off.” She showed me all the sea glass she had found.
“I put in a bowl, but I mainly look for treasure because it is very relaxing for me.”
There she was, enjoying the moment. Simple.
The scene of the gulls, on the other had, was complex and noisy. The gulls acted as if they had been let out on the playground after weeks of indoor recess—shouting, shoving, arguing (or should I say discussing the rules). The beach was littered with clamshells, either empty or being fought over. Where did they all come from? I haven’t seen that many shells on the beach all winter. What is equally amazing is that I could go back tomorrow and find the beach clear of shells. That tide, moon, waves phenomenon is miraculous. Simple? Well….