"A week's worth of swag, from the Sarasota beach ," says this collector. Man, I need to do a hunt for oceanside treasure. I love this photograph even more because the disk on which the shells are shown seems to be floating in the air--note the foot and the green chair alongside it.
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Photograph by Miz Shoes | click here to see her other photos | website: Girly Shoes. | Click here to go to Flickr for the larger version
When I was a child back in the Sixties, my parents used to play a song on the old "record player" called "Pearly Shells." My mom would sing along with it: "Pearly Shells/by the waaaaa-ter!/How I love those little pearly shells!." It was sort of corny, I guess, but I loved it. I always think of that song when I look at shells, or photos of shells, but it's seldom quite so literally true as it is here. Click on the larger version to see the subtle pearlescent shine of these tiny treasures up close!
"In the summer," says the photographer, "the coquinas are plentiful on the Gulf beaches. When the water recedes, they are visible for a moment, and then burrow into the sand. They are small, no more than an inch long, and all colors."
Photograph by Miz Shoes | click here to see her other photos | website: Girly Shoes. | Click here to go to Flickr for the larger version
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