Beachcombing Sages Prints

"If all the universe is contained in a grain of sand, why can't we go attain nirvana at the beach?"

Check out the nice crawdads I have in the bait bucket, George.

Holiday time.

Desert Island Meals.

"Once upon a midnight dreary / while I pondered weak and weary."

'The new lad's collecting shells again boss.'

Bathing-men attend to women on the french coast

"And then, when I feel like a rum punch and breaded shrimp, I can just swim to Tony’s Trattoria."

'It must be the dead sea.'

Try me/try me/try me...

'There is no point in leaving civilization, because civilization will not leave you.'

Waiting for a turn to swim.

Segregated Beach

"1. Flimsig used pallets, old foam 2. Stinkum goat wool 3. Beetup recycled lumber 4. Riskig kerosene lamp 5. Stupor hand blown by Nils 6. Smokum found on beach in Mendocino 7. Woblig 100% driftwood"

He has his own peculiar problems whether casting from the beach or from a boat.

Stonehenge Sandcastle

Summer reading for the family.

Lighthouse Hammock.

Feeling for shells

'Will you be my Valentine?'

"Hey! I've got audio but no visual!"

'Beach snowman.'

A Poem about Sand

"...it's another metal detector."

Pessimists v Optimists.

The Desert Island Package

'Busy Builders' at the Seaside

'We have a clerical special to St Croix amd St Thomas...'

"I can hear the sea boiling."

'Take a postcard, Irene.'

'Not likely - the last time I went in one of those, it sank!'

'Pirate's Cove is about a half mile down the beach.'

"Hey, take me home with you! Position me at a slight angle next to the elegant glass soap dispenser in the guest bathroom. It'll look great, you'll see!"

'Quite nice here, when the tide goes out.'