I got up super early and went to the part of the beach that never fails to provide a variety of plentiful rocks for all my projects. This time was no exception. The irony is that there are no seashells here; only rocks. My local beaches aren’t known for seashell collecting, but rocks are welcome treasures, too.
There was the bluest of sunny skies but it was windy and sand was blowing all over the place from another mild Santa Ana.
I was able to find all the rocks I needed, joined by an audience of seagulls and shorebirds. It was so early there were few humans so we had the beach to ourselves.
Every rock is so beautiful and unique; I have a hard time choosing who comes home with me. Just look at them!
Amazingly beautiful
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If you’re ever in the area, I’ll share the location!
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That would be great!
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Beautiful! Most of the beaches I’ve lived near have been rocky ones, and I seem to always take a few home that catch my eye. What fun to find the rocks you needed!
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I’m not the only one, it’s the place locals go for garden dry river beds, borders, and paths. But don’t tell anyone! PS I was taken to a beach up your way that had so many sand dollars I filled BUCKETS and somehow got them all home without breaking one.
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