Many summer days were spent pondering my girlish thoughts among the clams, oysters, and seaweed in stinky blackened muddy sand. Many of my friends would get a boat before they got a car and the fishing village we called home is still a commercial fishing port. Many of the families in this community are still fishing in the family boats that head to Alaska in the summer months. My brother did this too. The fisherman's heritage is strong here.
I find a great sense of God at the beach! It brings me such inner peace and reminds me of the Almighty power of the Lord I serve. The force of waves and wind married with the smallest creatures and beautiful diversity! Ah I never tire of it!
Here is a bit of art to represent my love of the beach. This is painted raw canvas with Layers of Color Sea Life stamp, ephemera shell images decoupaged to the canvas, I also added pearlized powder for a little underwater glitz!