An afternoon with the beach all to ourselves.
We thought we spied a water spout
but they surely not in this part of the world.
Wonder what caused that.
Low tide reveals sandy undulations.....potential stitching lines for someone like me.
Reminded me of some logs back in the woodpile
with inspiring undulations created by tiny critters tunnelling under bark.
There are lines and markings here....
just waiting to be interpreted in stitch.