Posts Tagged ‘Beachcombing

12
Feb
15

Stars of the sea

Nothing is so sure in life as death.

Something my daughter has to get her head around at the moment. She will have the good times to remember now her mother is gone. Her memories. I remember when my mother passed away. That feeling of emptiness I thought could never be filled, but I can still hear her guiding voice most days, she’s always with me; inside my head. Memories are strong evocative and emotional.

Something draws both Sharon and I to the sea but more so Sharon. I’ve been dragged along the tideline beach combing more times than I care to remember. After a small wreck of shellfish and starfish she was again out grazing the shingle for jetsam at Salthouse. Eventually she found what she was looking for … or rather I did. Crossaster papposus is the Common Sunstar. It was dead of course. Perched high on the tideline it could be nothing else. The evening sun caught it and it glowed. An evening star full of light. Lifeless, gone … but no less appreciated.

Sunstar




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