Here's to all the marvelous little shells that land on the beach to reveal some few secrets of the sea--what minerals are there, what lives there, how long they survive--and keep so many others. It's shell is a dream. I marvel at how the simple lives that once dwelt inside them could spin such beauty from so very little. But there it is.
It's always a deal to find a complete shell. One of these days, I will come across an intact sand dollar. Meanwhile, though, I like peering inside the broken ones along with the other fragments. We are fragments, too. And like these shells, we are part of a complete story that is worth thinking on.
Sandy Carlson Social