Archive for August, 2010
We had a little window to dash to the beach last night before the rain came again ….. so we took the chance to run down to West Gulf Drive and parked at the local’s beach access #7. I found my first Roseate Spoonbill feather within the first 5 minutes! I’m lucky. I feel lucky I found the feather and I’m lucky I have a wonderful husband to share these experiences with in my life.
I was reminded today of just how fortunate we are while attending a funeral service of an island friend who lived a long life and enjoyed every minute. As the Reverend remembered some funny stories and all of the joy he gave to so many people, she pointed out that when a person is remembered you always see the date after their name like this …..1931-2010. Their birth date and the date they died. In between those dates is a dash. That dash represents their whole entire life…. birthdays, holidays, weddings, family reunions, trips to the beach, dinners with friends … everything. Our friend Bob had a very big dash.
I like my dash too.
We meet such nice people enjoying their dash.
Every moment is a collection of treasures.
Even if we only have a few minutes to dash to the beach, we like to take it. I hope you are enjoying your dash too.
In between rain showers this week, Jeff was finding some shells but most of the really good ones were alive like this big LIGHTNING WHELK he found in front of Island Inn.
While I shot Jeff taking a photo of this conch, he told me he was from New York, New York. Manhattan Island. I shared a little fun fact with him.
Did you know that Manhattan is about the same size as Sanibel?
Eleven year old David was the perfect guy to meet on the Blind Pass Park beach in Englewood to ask about findingÂ SHARK’S TEETH. Clark and I took a day trip up to Manasota Key (about an hour and a half from Sanibel) to look for shark’s teeth yesterday and met David while we were searching (and finding!). He knew everything there was to know about the history of a shark’s tooth and how to find them. “Every time a shark bites something, he loses teeth. Then that tooth is replaced by another in the row right behind it…..like a vending machine!” He even saved $250 of his own money to be submerged in a cage surrounded by sharks in Orlando. Now that tells you how crazy David is about sharks!
You can see how long David had been hanging out in the water….look at his finger tips! LOL But better yet, look at all the shark’s teeth!
This is David’s grandmother that he was visiting in Port Charlotte. She’s a collector too.
This is what the good “tooth piles” (I’m so used to saying “shell piles”!) look like. Did you find the tooth?
This shark’s tooth screen that blog buddy Karen (The Essential Beachcomber) gave me (see it on Shark’s Teeth Treasure post) was so easy to use. Clark’s pointing at two teeth in one scoop. It works great, thanks Karen!
So, can you guess how many teeth Clark and I found together in about one hour? No?
One hundred and eighty three …. that’s 183! …and a fun little rock with a hole in it (top left) that Clark picked up.