When I was growing up in the Midwest, I always saw the old brown dried starfish that was part of the bounty that came back from the ocean. I thought that was how they really looked.
But to see real sea stars in their natural habitat–that’s been just amazing. I spied these gems on the beach in Tofino, Canada, during low tide.
After a dream about a crab scuttling about in my living room, and on the anniversary of my father’s death, George and I headed for Whidbey Island to be near the ocean.
One ferry ride and a short drive later, we arrived at Double Bluff Beach.
Here we were offered a wonderful ocean view and something truly unexpected. As the waves came in and then pulled out, they tried to take the rocks back, and in doing so, revealed a secret language.