I beachcomb almost every day. When it's not covered in snow (and sometimes when if it's not too deep) I love to walk our little shore to garner my treasures.
It's true they are not gold and precious jewels, these treasures, but crab carapace, a string of conch egg casings and a tiny little horseshoe crab shell all make their way to my treasured spots on window ledges and nooks and crannies of the studio and all about the house.
There is always another conch shell for the 'conch tree' , whcih is a large drift-wooded bit of tree I found beachcombing one morning and leaned upon the big rocks as you walk the path back up to the house. It is decorated with conch shels, hung like Christmas baubles. It used to be the tradition of family and friends hanging one when they left the beach, but the past two years have made that a bit more sparse, hopefully that will change this year.
Then I share with you a sketch of Emily Dickinson for my "ladies of Literature" I'll be starting on this month, as March is Women's history month. I share my Virginia Woolf as well, which started the idea of the series.
I hope you enjoyed this quiet living beach comb and that you find a moment in your day to enjoy the simple things.
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