Tuesday, 1 March 2011

shell-shocked

I regressed back to childhood whilst splashing across a beautiful sand-bar on the weekend. Remember when you used to collect shells and take them home and then do absolutely nothing with them except leave them in a bag or a jar? We used to pick up cuttlefish for our aforementioned budgie to gnaw on (clearly that is not required anymore).

Well this weekend, rather than dragging an entire suitcase of shells home, I found this one and I love it. It's texture and the little hole in it. 

Imagine my surprise when I found a little man in there, emerging from his miniature rock cave after discovering something fascinating.

Can you see him!?



What a trooper - or am I crazy!?

e.

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