I spent a little time wandering down the beach the other day picking up bits of crab that had washed up with the tide. Every time I had both of my hands full I would go back to the old section of bulk head and set them on the pillars. In their prime more than seventy-five years ago, these once pristine and tar covered shoulder high pillars still stand against the waves. The protect the land and the homes above as they always have, and a small number still provide the place where treasures from the beach have always been laid.
The little top bit is a little more floral than I would normally put forth, but this is a very sentimental place to me that has been in my family since the 1930’s
The crab shells in all of these photos can be seen in the top photo.
There’s a very high possibility that there will be more of this bulk head in the future.
There’s something about the beach and collecting the bits that catch our attention. I think you can do a lot with this! Thanks for visiting my blog.