Seaweed Marooned on Textures of Pebble Beach

Whilst a sandy beach is a delight in its own way, my preference is for a pebble beach. But not just any pebble beach. It has to be one with just the right size of pebbles.

Too big and the noise of the moving sea is too deep and inwardly stirring.

Too small, the noise created is too high pitched and grates on the nerves.

But with a nice mix of medium-sized pebbles and the sound is like a symphony.

Relaxing me. Calming me. Soothing me. I can feel the shoulders lowering and my breath slowing just thinking about it.

As I sit in wonder at the soothing sounds, I am always drawn to the colours and shapes of the pebbles, the endless variety of textures and the varied temperature of the different kinds of rock.

For me this is a paradise on earth.

Today’s contribution to Tuesdays of Texture (de monte y mar).

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Forces of Nature

I have a passion for wild weather and especially spectacular cloud formations.

On a warm sunny day we were happily wandering along a deserted shore, well, apart from a few rogue sheep chomping on seaweed.

Then I noticed that the wind had begun to have a slight chill and the brightness was beginning to fade.

When I looked up from my obsessional pebble hunting, I noticed this beautifully spectacular weather front heading right for us.

So I got out my camera … then headed for the car pretty darned sharpish.