If I can’t give you words, well … I can give you images. Beach images. Of course. With low tide coinciding with late afternoon at the moment, it’s definitely my favourite time for doing my beach walk thing.
Naturally after not taking my camera the other afternoon (whereupon I was going *click, click, click* in my head with all these perfect ‘mind’s eye’ shots), yesterday afternoon, camera clutched in my hand I was struggling.
Come to think of it, I was out a bit earlier than the other afternoon. You have to time it properly – till the setting sun brings out that exquisite pastel pallette.
Meanwhile, with my small (but dedicated!) blogging audience to appease, there had to be something on the beach I hadn’t photographed before…
I see them all the time on the beach, and they always looks to me like man-made rubbery things.
Like broken rubbery.. seals; and often there are loads of them washed up on the beach.
In the interests of investigation, this time I picked up one to look more closely at it. Just for you of course!
Hmmm. Perhaps they aren’t rubber after all.
It looks distinctly seaweedy to me.
As for what sort it is, I have no idea, and right now, with my ginormous list of Things To Do, skiving off on a Google seaweed search isn’t even on the front page, never mind near the top.
If someone has the time and inclination to suss it out (or perhaps is on friendly terms with a botanist) well… you could let me know, and maybe I could arrange some sort of prize. (Heaven knows what – I’ve never considered that option before, but when I think about it, I’m sure I could organise, say, a print – of your choice – of one of my beach scenes?)
That’s a long shot I know. But if someone comes through with the research, I promise to put my money where my mouth is!
Otherwise, we can all just go “Hmmm, how quaint it is the things one finds on Australian beaches!”
And, for the sake of adding some colour to this anticipated blog post, I prolonged my walk on the beach long enough to get some of that pastel pink into the photos:
(I confess to tweaking this one, above, in photoshop, but all the rest, I swear, are au naturale!)
(What beach post of mine would be complete without The Island?)
With visions like this on my beach on many an afternoon, heaven knows why I don’t make it down there every day.
I suppose I might just get blasé about it.
And you might too!
[Ed: Mystery solved!]