Every once in a while I come across a shell on the beach that seems to have a light inside it -- an inner glow.


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A pleasant morning for walking.
About 65 degrees, lots of sunshine.
Light breeze blowing.

I’m always on the lookout for the broken shells.
They are more interesting to me than the perfect ones. And, it is amazing to me how many different shapes and things can be packed into about 6 square inches.


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“Nature down here is an easy, demoralized, indulgent, old grandmother, who has no particular time for any thing, and does everything when she happens to feel like it ( Read more... )