One of my favourite beaches in Western Australia is Pebble Beach, in Exmouth (north of Perth). I love walking along the shore, head bent low, picking up pebbles that have stories to tell. It is a beach library.
Pebble Beach, Exmouth, Western Australia
The pebbles come from around the escarpment, once deposited, they lie dormant and are warmed by the sun and my smile.
Ordinary to the eye, say some.
For some, they may be ordinary, but for me, if you pick up one of these ‘hot potatoes’, the sea will whisper a life story.
Do you see, what I see?.
I admit to bringing some home with me each time I visit this beach and I’m looking forward to my trip again next month.
Holding the pebbles is as soothing as the ebb and flow of tides. There is a certain continuity to this … we come from the waters of the womb, as do these.
Until next time
As always
a dawn bird
A Shared Space 
The waves sloshing a time-worn, pebble beach are enjoyable, too!
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Never tire of it, Eliza! Such a lovely sound.
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I enjoyed your photos and the narrative with it. There really are so many stories in the these rocks and each one unique.
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Thank you Heather. Glad you enjoyed the post.
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How lovely
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🙂
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