The man in the above photo has adopted the default posture for anyone walking on a beach. Why are we so drawn to the things we see lying on the sand?I find beach combing very much like gardening. It’s sort of similar to my morning garden “inspections,” deadheading and pulling a weed here and there. Very relaxing.
The nearest beach to our house is an open ocean beach, sandy, but strewn with pebbles, especially in the winter. And they’re beautiful! I cannot tell you how many times I’ve come home with a few in my pockets, or I discover one in my pocket months after I stashed it. And I have little stones all over the house, on window sills and tables. Not all of them are of local provenance. I indulge my habit when I travel, too.
The other day, I found another heart-shaped pebble to add to my collection. How did my eye focus on it, with so many others in my field of vision? Maybe because it’s white.
Just another day at the beach.
Digging RI 
I’m living my ocean dream vicariously through you, dirtynailz.
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And I’m happy to oblige!
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Living vicariously, me too. East Mat State Beach? Gorgeous water colors.
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Yes, that’s the beach indeed. It’s been looking very pretty this winter, or maybe I am just appreciating it more.
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I’m the same way with sea glass. I have jars and jars full after years of this default position walking the beach.
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I’ll admit to having a fondness for sea glass, too – and little pieces of driftwood…
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Such gorgeous photos. I wish I lived near the beach; that would be a dream come true. Is the water warm enough to swim in during the summer?
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It sure is warm enough, Martha. It gets into the mid and upper seventies (F) in the late summer and sometimes hits 80!
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