Sunday, 9 February 2014

A weekend at the beach

The beach teemed with seaweed, as varied in colour and texture as any garden.

The sand painted the tide flow, in minute patterns.

Seaweed disguised as a skeleton, complete with seafoam and sandtracks.

The beach collapsed, one crack at a time.

Meanwhile, at home, the basil took over the garden.

And the first cherries blushed.

1 comment:

Life's a poem said...

Love your photographs- very inspiring for poetry!xL