A few months back I read a short comment by a homeschooled child about how he found exploring and learning outside so much more enjoyable than learning indoors. He commented on the colours, inside being more dull, the richness he could experience outside was what made his learning that much more of a joy.
This gave me pause. I have often marveled at the colours in the clouds, the way light is different at a beach, with the water often mirroring the sky, and the feelings that can evoke, I started thinking about textures too. So on a beach day with the kids, I was looking out for the wild textures we could experience nowhere else.
And this is what I found…
Punga log.
Holes in the sand dune.
Jetsam.
Seaweed.
Driftwood.
Sand, and more sand.
I was looking for mostly abstract inanimate inspiration, so no shells or sea creatures. Some of these textures would span the length of a sand dune, like a holes in sand bank, others were part of a huge tree trunk embedded in the sand. But then of course, there is the whole ocean out there, living and breathing.
Wild Play, I’m grateful to be able to quietly observe and enjoy adventures like this.
mermaids purse 