A Whole Lotta Rocks and a Grateful Heart

Two days at a house on a beach

soaking up the sounds and rhythm of the waves

Walking barefoot in sand and water

 Marvelling at Mother Nature's artwork

Finding lines of stitch and....

....weathered holes

Marvelling at grey on grey textures

Discovering two rocks so different from the rest

Wondering why barnacles have started to grow on seaweed

Imagining the waves on stormy nights

carving their images on smooth rocks and ....

....pounding down to create seams and crevices

Thank you to Diane and Harold who gifted me this time

and

thank you to the golden who sat by my side and wanted so much to be petted.

Thank you to so many of you who loved the Rusty Pups

You raised us up with your beautiful words of sympathy.

And thank you Miranda for your beautiful rusty gifts

I will indeed wear them and think of my pups.

My First Beach Walk This Year

You never know what's going to catch your eye.

Every time it's different.

This walk it was gatherings of pebbles

or perhaps pebbles and footprints

But mostly just pebbles.

A family of five

Handy Hubby with the strip

Moi, I would be the pink one

and then my three boys

from smallest to oldest!

Have a nice day.

Beach Walking

We always walk towards the water

With dunes at our back

Tennis balls are thrown

and frisbies fly through the air

Some of us cool off in damp sand

Sometimes the frisby settles after creating a perfect spiral

We sip tea on the terrace of a local restaurant

as the Rusty Pups watch from behind wall

There's not much seaweed on this particular beach

We followed a logging truck on the road home.

Walking the Shore

We walked rocky Hampton Beach

Actually more like a balancing act than a walk

working our way over all those pebbles!

looking out to sea calms the senses

Soft breezes and salt air

renew every fibre of our beings.

The Beach

Breathe

Dance with swirling mists

Run

The tides here are so big

all this sand will be covered at high tide

Family to some

pack to others

Some things make the beach their home

But we have to go now

Rusty Pup Kayla contemplating her day

Daybreak on the Basin

Walking along the Basin as the sun comes up

Way down there on the horizon

the suns rays hit rooftops in Digby

Birds were very active this morning

Small groups of geese flew overhead

and ducks paddled the waters 

reacquainting themselves with their surroundings

One RP chased a deer across the marshlands

and got a big finger wagging when she returned.

A murder of crows cawed a noisy hullabaloo

but I couldn't see why....no eagle in sight.

We Met a Beautiful Cat and Walked a Mighty Beach

Are we sitting comfortably?

Then we'll begin

We walked this mighty beach

Here the lowlands behind the beach

are protected

by a mighty wall of stones

Some stones escape

and help form

beautiful gatherings of people shapes

down on the water-line

South Shore Views

Reflections on a quiet sea

Looking over the salt marsh

Life cycle

And looking closer at the salt marsh

new life

in young black ducks

with their mother quacking instructions

The power of three

Things That Gather in my Studio

I love my studio

and within that studio I keep things that inspire me

woody gifts from the sea

in little piles on windowsills

sticking out of bowls alongside feathers

or standing tall in flowerpots 

Some show evidence of high density critter living

or road maps well travelled

Funny how they avoided the rusty bit too.