Traipsing through the rocks on the shoreline, investigating steadily and patiently gazing into the tide pools is a childlike treat.

Just like when you laid on your back and saw animal forms in the puffs of clouds, peering into the small microcosms of held seawater, conjures up knowing shapes.   Meanwhile, miniscule busy hermit crab villages appear bedazzled by anemones.

This heart shaped collection of discarded, broken and cast-off shells enchanted me.