This was a lovely post Emily. Thank you for switching comments back on.
So you've been in Spain with your family. Sounds like a wonderful break.
Growing up on the beach in the North Island of NZ I loved the different types of shells.
Now living by the lake in the South Island I choose a stone to take home with me after my morning refreshing dip. I always give thanks as am wary of "taking". I collect the stones in a bowl at home and they are a reminder of how important it is to do good things for yourself - cold swims, immersions in nature, celebrating the beauty.
You capture the beauty of the shells so well. I could never photograph like that. 💛
Thanks so much Jo. I wrote and published it from my phone browser on holiday and thought I’d changed the settings, but alas no!
We did have a lovely time, thank you - my favourite times were walking along the beach collecting shells. I can imagine there were wonderful shells to collect in NZ and so important to give thanks for the beauty. I’m imagining your bowl of stones, each one a sacred reminder of self kindness. Sending love xx
gorgeous collection, Emily
Thank you so much Veronika 🩶🐚 I enjoyed collecting them very much, and photographing them too 💛
This was a lovely post Emily. Thank you for switching comments back on.
So you've been in Spain with your family. Sounds like a wonderful break.
Growing up on the beach in the North Island of NZ I loved the different types of shells.
Now living by the lake in the South Island I choose a stone to take home with me after my morning refreshing dip. I always give thanks as am wary of "taking". I collect the stones in a bowl at home and they are a reminder of how important it is to do good things for yourself - cold swims, immersions in nature, celebrating the beauty.
You capture the beauty of the shells so well. I could never photograph like that. 💛
Thanks so much Jo. I wrote and published it from my phone browser on holiday and thought I’d changed the settings, but alas no!
We did have a lovely time, thank you - my favourite times were walking along the beach collecting shells. I can imagine there were wonderful shells to collect in NZ and so important to give thanks for the beauty. I’m imagining your bowl of stones, each one a sacred reminder of self kindness. Sending love xx