We just returned from the beaches near Wilmington, NC.
We had beautiful weather, lofty clouds, cooling breezes
and solitary beaches.
The white-hot sun of day was slowly falling when we arrived at Shell Beach.
Shell Beach --- the perfect name.
Mounds of shells crushed to tiny fragments, the beginnings of new sand.
Hand size half shells of alabaster and sandstone,
The evening sun split blades of sea grass
into blades of warm light, shooting above split rails.
The most spectacular surprise were a dozen or so cactus, in amazing colors. Bulb upon bulb, crimson, violet, purple, fuchsia, theo-violet....all balanced by greens, blended into blue.
Too quickly, the plummeting sun was at an oblique slant, flooding everything in golden light.
Then our evening diminished into darkness and the rush of the ocean waves.
Leaves'n Bloom--Color me Weekly
Kim Klassen- Texture Tuesdays