Sorry for not being able to post for the last few days, Blogger decided to change its format while I was away camping and the old laptop I was using didn't like the change. I am not very tech savvy and am yet to work out how to blog from my phone, I can't seem to import the photos from my phone onto the blog post. Never mind, I am back into the swing of it now that I am home.
My favourite thing to do, in the world, is walk on the beach, especially this beach, I love its squeaky white sand and blue water and the constant roaring of the waves. Over the years I have collected the most amazing shells from this beach, but the last 2 times we have been I have only found a few keepers. I keep saying that one day Mother Nature will come knocking on my door asking for all her shells back. I have always been obsessed with perfect shells and have collected them from when I was very young. The photo below is of one such haul of perfect shells, collected over one week in November 2012. I have them displayed throughout the house.
I know what I did, over the week, to clean up the plastic and glass from this beach, in the end, means nothing. You could clean up and collect bags of rubbish every day/week/month/year but until we, as keepers of this earth, stop littering there will always be this scourge that is diminishing the natural beauty of this beach. We had a local identity years ago who was a fishing/boating and weather reporter, he always finished his segment with this quote "Don't destroy what you came to enjoy" I find this quote so very true.
There is so much wildlife in this National Park and it is so lovely to see them thriving in this protected environment. Over the week we saw many Kangaroos, Rainbow Lorikeets, Black Cockatoos, Galahs, Pipi Birds and Sand Pipers
I will end this post with a photo of a mystery creature. I saw what I thought was another small blue bottle and as it was the brightest blue, it must have caught my eye. It is very small, about 2 cm wide by 3 cm long. It was such an unusual "thing". I thought it, what ever "it" was, was dead. As I held it in my palm, upside down, I could see its little heart beating and then lifted its head and then turned itself over! I was amazed. Its body was very soft and the brightest shades of blue I had ever seen. Does anyone reading know what this could have been? It is really quite beautiful, sorry it's not a very clear photo, but you can see it has a body, head and I guess what are "flippers/tentacles" and a tail.
So, tell me, what is your "Beautiful one day and Perfect the next" place?