At the Beach
Beautiful week at the beach. The deck looked out over the dunes and the ocean, and I sketched it a few times. Although most of my artistic endeavors involved shells…every day I would take one or two long walks up the beach and back with my bucket, and at night I would sketch. Later I did shell arrangements and photographed them.
The rest of the world falls away without hours on the computer and the news of the world. I did borrow a laptop and check email a few times, but mostly all of us went to the beach and sat or went in the water or wandered or tossed a ball or Frisbee around or messed around in the sand or watched the wildlife and other beach goers. We cooked some great dinners, and maybe we would watch baseball a bit, and read–I went through two books.
Many many birds. I was surprised to find a cardinal who sang constantly. Blackbirds, including red-winged blackbirds, crows and grackles. Mockingbirds and cat birds. And the shore birds, plovers and sandpipers and gulls and pelicans.
The crabs on the beach are also worth watching.
Shell art to follow.