Underestimated

July 30, 2009

urchin |ˈər ch in|
noun
1  a mischievous young child, esp. one who is poorly or raggedly dressed
2  short for sea urchin

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This photograph was taken by my dear James when we last visited the tide pools near the Point Cabrillo Lighthouse in Mendocino.  We spotted this little guy as we were clambering across the rocks and were simply stunned by its radical beauty.

Urchins are a curious sort.  They have no eyes, arms, or legs, yet they can walk.  They possess tube-like feet at the end of their spines, which allow them to move freely across surfaces.  They live, feel & breathe through these feet and spines.  Though I have never seen an urchin move (and I can’t imagine it is very fast), I admit I have always seen these creatures in a rather simplistic way.  I simply thought that they were a pretty thing to look at and an unpleasant thing to touch.

As I have looked closer at these urchins over the years, my curiosity has grown.  Little did I know that the urchin inside of this daunting shell, was a thriving creature trying to survive in it’s own world, moving from place to place to adapt to changes.  I have found that, as with the sea urchin, I have underestimated many things and people in my life, including myself.  But until you have gone deep inside and taken the time to discover what is hiding underneath, I find it never hurts to take a closer look.

Colour & Shape

July 29, 2009

These bracelets were my grandmother’s from the early 1970’s.  They lived for a long time in what my family called our “dress up” box.  My family has countless pictures of my siblings and I dressed up in ridiculous costumes, many of those pictures in which we were wearing these.  I always used to put all of them on my arms, and then walk around in my over-sized, out-dated clothes, listening to the bracelets clank against each other.   “Dress up” was the best – it was always full of laughs, allowed us to use our imagination and we explored fashions that seemed pretty outlandish to us!

Although some of the clothes and accessories still seem outlandish, I admit that I have found myself peeking back into that box, more than once, for what may now be a treasure.  These four bracelets have become a treasure to me.  Their colour & shape have so many memories wrapped up in them and I have always loved their design.  They no longer live in the “dress up” box, but now reside on my bookshelf because I believe that treasures, like these, should always be kept close at hand.  A good move in my mind.