Welcome back to Sunday Selections!
This once-a- week-meme was originally begun by Kim of Frog Ponds Rock, as a way to showcase some of the many photos we all take, but don't get around to showing on our blogs.
The rules are very simple:-
1. post photos of your choice, old or new, under the Sunday Selections title
2. link back to me, River, somewhere in your post
3. leave me a comment so that I know you've joined in and can come over and see what you've posted.
4. hop on over to Elephant’s Child to see more of her wonderful photos.
I usually go with a theme for my Sunday Selections and this week we're back at the beach.
the miniature train line which runs from Semaphore Beach to Fort Granville, goes right past Noonies Cafe.
there it is, heading to Semaphore. It's a single track; the train goes all the way, stops for a few minutes so people can stretch their legs, take photos etc, then runs back.
part of the enclosed playground next to the cafe. In summer this depression is filled with water and little children slide down the slippery dip (slide) to splash down into the water.
the other end of the same playground.
one of the taller mounds of seaweed
there's those waves again.
a water run-off channel etched into the sand
a pale blue sky break in the grey cloud blanket.
seaweed and a shell, a cowrie I think.
and a conch? these are small, not longer than my thumb.
looks like coral? but soft and spongy.
some of the seaweed was in pretty colours
I've never seen one of these so black before,
and it has a neat little porthole so the occupant could see out :)
a bit blurry, but lacy and pretty.
and a bright orange something-or-other.
this lovely twisted shell,
had a live occupant, see it there beginning to emerge from the twist as I held it?
here he is almost all the way out. I didn't want to just put him back and let the seagulls eat him, so I threw the shell back into the ocean. Possibly that was the wrong thing to do, but I like to think I saved a tiny piece of marine life.
seaweed and just three of the dozens of seagulls out foraging.
I like the look of this type of weed; no idea what it is.
this is the one I've always called sea grapes, although I was never foolish enough to eat one.
let's finish with a small oyster shell, covered in many other small shells, but there was no pearl inside. I cleaned this one and brought it home, it looks so interesting.