Friday, August 27, 2010

Madly out and about in Summer...3

Walking along the Sea shore...



We saw Anemones in Tide pools...



"I can't see them.." "Here Mum"



Small green Sea Urchins...





Star fish.....




Seaweed and lots of snails...




Shells...



Bull kelp...



and last but not least....


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from an old gravestone

If you hold your nose to the Grindstone
and you leave it there long enough,
Then soon you'll say
there's no such things
as brooks that babble
and birds that sing,
these three will all your world compose,
just you, the stone and your poor old nose.

(from memory so may not be word perfect)