As I stroll along the seashore my mind's in another place. Yet, at the same time, my eyes are alert to the presence of unusual things in the flotsam that litters the shore.
Readers of my blog will remember the sea spirit I found several months ago, which Doug mounted on a piece of beefwood from outback Queensland. I never expected to find another, yet here it was, a smaller but almost identical piece of weathered coastal banksia.
Mounted on a second piece of beefwood, my sea spirit pup sits on our table, alongside its parent. United.
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