My garden is getting another level. Part five is officially done and now I can get to the new parts. Still working on part four's backstitching, though.
Teeny tiny crabs scuttled up and down the beach, hard to see because of their near-translucent camouflage. The trash - it's Angola. Trash is everywhere.
The day at Shipwreck Beach was made more depressing by the weather. It was cloudy and clammy and added to the sense of neglect. Kelly, my friend, posed for a photo. It shows how close the ships actually are to the shore.