What winter leaves behind….

Tomorrow will be the first day of spring! I think we are all more than ready though it looks like the cold will be with us for another week or so. I’m concentrating on the light and the daily arrival of migrant birds to help keep me in spring mode.

One of the things that happens at this time of year is one big spring cleaning out in nature. You even see this at the beach.

Whelk egg cases and skate egg cases have been tossed up all over the beaches. The long segmented tan or gold colored strand is one kind of whelk egg case. Sometimes you can open one of the little compartments and still find tiny whelk shells but mostly the cases are empty.

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There are lots of old raggedy feathers left behind. Looking at this one you have to wonder how that gull was even flying.

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And the shells of all sorts of mollusks like this whelk wash ashore, creating sweet vignettes against the still cold sand…030

And other times all the shells are gathered up together in big piles….008I always like to think of these days as the days nature does her spring cleaning….now, if only I could be motivated to do the same!

At the beach….

I’ve been spending quite a bit of time walking the beach lately…

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Checking out the shells….011Enjoying the play of light on some special shells….

008Checking out the birds….

044015045and noticing that the beach peas are pushing up through the sand already….

030With all the unhappy news we’ve had this week, the beach has been a good place to find some solace….

 

A day at the beach

is always better than a day at the office, don’t you think? I am very lucky because in many ways the beach, the woods, the ponds and the fields are my offices. They are the places i gather inspiration for my writing and for my art. They are where I work the best.

I love seeing the opreys on their nests

and watching a mockingbird search for food, singing all the while…

I love finding shells that look like the bleached out skeletons they really are….

and I love finding the washed up egg cases of whelks that look like twisted backbones along the high tide wrack…

And I love seeing the little piping plovers running in and out of the quiet waves as the tide recedes…

yep, a day at the beach sure beats a day inside an office….