I have an innate desire to find things. I do crossword puzzles and find answers to clues. I like to find the clean surface beneath a layer of grime and dust (vacuum cleaner commercials are especially thrilling for me). If you have misplaced your car keys, please ask me to help you find them. But my favorite thing of all is treasure hunting on a beach. Give me pieces of coral, small pebbles that have been tumbled in the surf, larger stones with striations of white that mark them like the trajectories left behind by airplanes in the sky. Even better are the whelks and razor clams and driftwood.
I'm sure there are many psycho-therapuetic inferences you could make about me, like I'm still searching for my purpose in life or something, but I doubt it. I think I'm just weird, and I've accepted that long ago. So anyway, on Good Friday this year my family and I went to the Delaware Seashore State Park to picnic and find little gifts from the sea.
Here are some of the photos from our trip. I'll have shots of my little treasures later on, but here you can see the peacefulness that is the shore. I think I should move there.
Ladybugs like to hide under the dune grasses that blow onto the shore.
A driftwood boomerang
Paradise on the coast of Delaware...it will be mine. Oh yes, it will be mine.
All images are copyright emilie kleiner, 2010.
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