four months ago i lay on a mediterranean beach in sanary-sur-mer and absentmindedly picked a small handful of pebbles from among the billions washed up on that shore. i absently poured the pebbles into an empty water bottle and tucked it into the corner of my luggage. what strikes me now is how evocative these colors are, now that I’m not surrounded by them. they are the colors of the buildings and the hills that surrounded me. worth more for my having saved them than they were worth that day.
beach pebbles
sanary-sur-mer, provence, france
Qué lugares y que paisajes habrá conocido estas pequeñas rocas hasta llegar al final. Cuánta belleza se encierra en la suavidad de un canto rodado. Cuánta paciencia, esfuerzo y tenacidad de la naturaleza, se encuentra dentro de cada uno de estos pequeños tesoros.
The heart-shaped ones are very sweet. What a treat on this cold day.
truly love these colours