Tuesday, June 11, 2013

“A ship in harbor is safe, but that is not what ships are built for.” - Pastor William G.T. Shedd

(Photo Credit:  Momma Gee)

"Spontaneous" is a scary word to some people.  The very thought of flying by the seat of their pants or working without a net breaks them into a cold sweat.  Of course on the  spontaneous meter of life there are two extremes.  The low end would be forgetting your shopping list and grocery shopping without one. Going a little higher up the meter would be the middle-aged woman that goes to the hairdresser for her regular highlights but impulsively decides to go wild & get  aqua blue streaks  instead (you know who you are).  Impetuous tattoos and impromptu  skinny dipping would be on the wilder end of the spontaneity meter. (Note - Adding alcohol of any kind especially tequila can definitely affect your spontaneity.  My sobriety has definitely put the kibosh on my impulsive outbreaks of karaoke. But I can still sing a mean Bonnie Raitt in the shower.)

  When life gets too daily you just have to do something unexpected & fun to shake things up! I fall in about the middle of the spontaneity meter. My friends would probably describe me as reasonably sensible but I have been known to do some crazy shelling.  Monday was one of those days. I had a small window of  free time, made a phone call & was on the road 20 minutes later with my wild spontaneous partners-in-shelling-crime driving 100 miles south to catch the late afternoon low tide on Little Hickory. 

 Go with the flow and ride with the tide.


(Photo Credit:  Momma Gee)

Little Hickory is the north end of Bonita Beach on the SWFL coast.  At low tide the entire cove empties and leaves shells as far as the eye can see.







(Photo Credit:  Momma Gee)

Almost the entire cove will uncovered as the tide lowers.


100's of starfish were stranded on the sandbar.  Momma Gee takes a closer look at  this huge 9-armed sea star.   If they sense a predator the starfish will drop an arm hoping the predator will take it & run.  They then start growing a replacement arm.


(Photo Credit:  Momma Gee)
Wade-ster exploring the tidal pools with his net.

(Photo Credit:  Momma Gee)
The colors of the dimming of the day looking towards Ft. Myers Beach with the lights of the dredge in the distance.  Beach renourishment has begun at Lover's Key State Park.
















Things are looking good.


(Photo Credit:  Momma Gee)

A pile of pen shells washed in by last week's Tropical Storm Andrea is an indicator of treasure below.


(Photo Credit:  Momma Gee)

After a little excavating with my shell shovel we uncovered a shell pile left from the storm.  At high tide the pile would have been under 2-3 feet of water.

Taking a break to watch the glorious sunset.

Gee-man perusing the tidal pools.

Found this 16" Horse Conch on the sand bar about 50 yards off the beach.

















Intact jewel boxes with some spines not tumbled off by the rolling waves.














My prize - an albino fighting conch.



















Tuesday, May 28, 2013

"If instead of a gem, or even a flower, we should cast the gift of a loving thought into the heart of a friend, that would be giving as the angels give." George MacDonald



I so get that these days.  With Manasota Key only 2 miles away it's not unusual for me to pop over for an early morning beach walk for sunrise, come home and do the domestic thing, then head back for some late afternoon sharks toof hunting.  My mom's recent stroke has pretty much put the brakes on my beach combing flexibility. Even the time to blog is a challenge.  On my daily priority list the beach and blogging have sunk to the low end of important things to do.  I hope I don't sound like I'm whining.  We all want to make a difference in the world and sometimes that difference is not on a faraway continent - it is in our own neighborhood or home.  So mom is improving every day and hubby is maintaining.  I'll be vicariously walking the beach with the rest of the cyber-shellers for now.

Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Manasota Key Starter Kit

Tennessee Sister & Mom doing a little pool therapy.

Today marks 2 weeks since my mom had her stroke.  Every day gets a little better for her.  Her movement & balance are improving.  The main challenge was swallowing.  The feeling was gone on the left side of her throat so I had to keep a close eye on her while she ate or drank.  Talking and eating at the same time is a habit we had to quickly break.  Tonight she managed a piece of homemade Strawberry Pie so I am certain she is over the hump.  Thank you to everyone for your prayers and emails full of comfort and encouragement.  I see a beach day on the near horizon for me very soon.

(Originally posted 5/18/2012)
I don't really try to predict what can and will happen with things. Sometimes you think something's gonna be a huge success, and it isn't. And sometimes you pay no attention to something whatsoever, and God just makes it into everything. - Donna Summer





It's Raining Shells!  Hallelujah!!  The rain that rolled over Englewood on Wednesday night rattled some pretty shells loose that washed up Thursday afternoon.









The turtles have started arriving. The yellow stakes are placed on fresh turtle nests each morning as the local turtle patrol make their way up the beach looking for recent turtle tracks.  This seemed like a popular spot.  









I had a newbie sheller with me.  Green Pea hollered that she had found a "pretty Shell".  She scored a perfect lion's paw.







My beach buddy was on the look-out for shark's teeth and had to switch brain grooves to spot shells instead.







Our 2 best finds of the afternoon - a juvenile horse conch  & a lion's paw  (3 inches from top to bottom)







Manasota Key is the kitchen sink of shelling.  You find lots of shark's teeth, fossils, shells, & beach bling.









We chillax'd on a bench to watch the boats sail by.







Thinking of singer Donna Summer who passed away from cancer Thursday morning.  She has a beach house just a mile up the road.  Donna had been a local on Manasota Key for several years.  RIP Donna.







All the fotos were taken with my iPhone 4S.









My finds of the afternoon.  I call this a Manasota Key starter kit -  Shells, shark's teeth, fossils, drift shell fragments, & flotsam.





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