Day 67 - Driftwood

This image could look eerie or haunted on a stormy day.  But Georgia's Driftwood Beach, was dry and sunny last January.  It was hard to believe all of these wooden shapes (and there were so many more!) hadn't been carved and carefully placed by an artist. How can something dead, be so intriguing and full of character?  The idea of worn and weathered wood sounds sad, but there was something calming about the appearance.  And who thought up the name driftwood? I like that person.

What's to Love? The mostly smooth texture, all the hiding places, the big ones for climbing and sitting, the tiny pieces for drawing and holding, the characters and stories that come to mind... and best of all, searching for hidden pictures and letters in the lines... like I used to in Highlights Magazine and Al Hirschfeld's drawings!