The sun slowly falling, as day grows weary,
the breeze stirs grains of gray landscape
and shadows crawl across the sand.
What seems as shadow turns to life-
a treasure unearthed
now in plain sight!
No surprise I found another little crabby friend. It has been that kind of moon cycle for me. It was nearly indiscernible as it scurried across the gray sand and was so accommodating as I snapped a half dozen shots with my little phone. Kindred spirits,
she and I.