Like an old sailing vessel battered and tossed ashore, its lines and rigging in tatters; a cedar drift tree lodged against a boulder and tangled in kelp was unique to yesterdays low tide.
Aways up the sand is an iconic landmark at Ona Beach, a very large stump that has remained in position, unmoved, for how many years I know not; but long enough for chunks to have been carved off for firewood and attempts to make a bonfire of it. I liked its semblance to a fishing boat longing to be afloat.
Photographed exactly as found, I laughed aloud finding this tableau, a wordless pun. Kelp is an unusual sea plant, its long reverse tapered stalk anchors to the ocean floor and thickens as it ascends to the light, terminating in a hollow bulb from which sprout the broad fronds. To find a holiday light bulb nestled against it sun beat and stained after a couple years floating here from Japan was a hoot.