one beach five ways

one beach five ways

every beach is different. our beach on the mediterranean looks like this. it looks nothing like the north shore of lake superior, or the gulf coast of florida, or the pacific beaches of northern california, nor the windswept beaches of brittany.  those aren’t the only beaches i’ve seen in my life, but they are the ones i have spent enough time with to claim a little piece of them for myself. along “our” beach, just outside of sète, you will not find kelp like california. nor sand dollars like florida. i have found striped rocks and hermit crab shells, and sand dollars, and agates, and sea glass, and coral on beaches. but on none, not one, of all my beaches have i ever found terracotta roof tiles tumbled into ‘rocks.’

beach collections from the plage de la baleine, in sète, france

  • Ginny says:

    This is just a delightful composition of beach finds. I love the sorting of the rocks into color groups, taking various characteristics into consideration. I love what you do!

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    • Thank you Ginny! I so appreciate your daily presence here on STILL.
      xo, Mary Jo

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first thought best thought?

first thought best thought?

this was my first effort with these twigs. in the end, i think i preferred my second effort, which i posted yesterday on STILL blog. but it may be simply because the second one took more effort. so i’m having a hard time being objective. anyway, the point of today’s post is that i only just barely preferred my second try, and would have been happy with this one, because it has an energy that goes along with the improvisation of its creation. there’s a loose, fun, vibrant spirit to this composition that yesterday’s does not have. even more fun, i think some of you will prefer yesterday’s and some of you today’s. and you’re all right.

lichen-covered twigs from agde, france

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having a back-up frees me up

having a back-up frees me up

this was the second pattern i made with these beautiful golden lichen colored branches that i scavenged from the side of a french rural highway. i will post my first effort tomorrow. not to be boring, but to talk about how i work sometimes. i like to do a quick take of a subject (quick and dirty i call it), and know that i have that photo as a fallback. then i can try something fancier with less pressure, and let it be a failure if that’s the way it wants to be.

lichen-covered twigs from agde, france

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la saison des champignons

la saison des champignons

these were harvested by my husband, if we’re going to be honest, from the market stall in front of the covered halles in sète this morning, while i sipped from a glass of late-morning rosé on the sunny cafe terrace next door, and waited for a platter of oysters and sea urchins to be delivered to our table. let me tell you. this blogging life in france is going to kill me.

cèpes (porcini)

  • Patty Gartner says:

    Meanwhile in MN…it’s 8° & we’re sure as heck hoping you survive your ordeal. We’ll have a nice hotdish waiting for you!

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  • Kimbersew says:

    If we’re being honest, it sounds like a pretty good way to go.

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maternal?

maternal?

one wouldn’t normally associate the words agave and maternal. but as i look at this image, all i can think of how maternally the outer leaf is keeping the inner baby leaf snugly wrapped against her body. my husband used to love to swaddle our kids when they were infants. he wrapped them tightly with such care and precision. like they were zipped into their swaddling. like this beautiful leaf.

agave leaf 

  • Kimbersew says:

    Those edges are mesmerizing!

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