
© Joan Currie
I could not help but love him, love him,
Till my love grew pain to me.
And to-morrow he weds the Princess
In that palace beside the sea.
from The Mermaiden by Owen Meredith
The sea offered up these treasures for me today.
12 Sunday Jun 2011
Posted Photography, Reflections, Writing
in© Joan Currie
I could not help but love him, love him,
Till my love grew pain to me.
And to-morrow he weds the Princess
In that palace beside the sea.
from The Mermaiden by Owen Meredith
The sea offered up these treasures for me today.
beautiful little stones? are they natural?
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Most are shards of colored bottle glass that have washed ashore. Thanks, Summer!
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ah~ that’s why they are so colorful and roundish~!
what a nice day hanging around and picking these stones~~~
if i could find such a pebble shore, i would love to do that too~!
you are welcome. i love your blog~! very sweet~!
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I was really lucky to find the sea foam green and cobalt blue ones! Warmly, Joan
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