Something about an oyster?

While at the beach this week, discovering, well maybe not in the sense of something

that has never been seen before but in the discovery of something I have never seen before,

this popped into my head:

"The world is my oyster"

It's certainly not something I hear very often, and I'm not even sure where I first heard it.

But apparently it comes from Shakespeare, and yes I googled it.

The Merry Wives of Windsor Act 2, scene 2, 2-5

Falstaff: I will not lend thee a penny

Pistol: Why then the world's mine oyster,

which with sword I will open.

Falstaff: Not a penny

Hmmm, I'm thinking Pistol is threatening to steal from Falstaff and everyone else. Just a thought

but then again I've never really understood Shakespeare. I don't really like this version very much.

So I'm going with my original thought, and that's probably not original either, that the world

is my oyster, that life is full of treasures just waiting for us to notice. And these treasures aren't

even something we need to steal from anyone, they are just simply the gifts of the earth.

"The world is my oyster clam"

Sometimes you have to improvise . . .

{Photo Art Friday - Golden Bokeh, hardlight 32%}

The ocean seems to be throwing a lot of gifts my way lately . . . okay it might also be with

the help of my handy dandy blue kids net we bought when they were little. It seems to be my lucky charm.

SO,

the other day I had this idea and thought how cool would it be to actually see the things I find in their

natural habitat rather than in my handy dandy blue net.

Welcome to Kim's aquarium....

Can you hear me squeal with joy! I found the best glass container, AND it was on sale, to take with

me to the beach for my blue net finds. Oh but the squeal wasn't because of the container. . . I found a new kind of fish in the seaweed. They look like their tails were cut off but really the tail and their pectoral fin is completely see through, and why at first I didn't notice them in my net. They looked like a small brown frond, that and they aren't even the size of a dime. Aren't they cute!!

These aren't the greatest pictures, it's hard to shoot through glass and less than clear water and well,

they never stop moving.

And Mr. Crab, I think I may know where "crabby" comes from. He definitely needed an attitude adjustment as he wasn't playing very nice with the others. And perhaps it was his cousin Vinny that stabbed my ankle

whilst standing knee deep with my net, and gosh it hurt and broke the skin. Well at least I'm going with that 'cause the thought of it being something else kinds freaks me out a bit.

I had another first . . . a water spout!

And this storm formed fast, and it wasn't just one, but at one time there were five trying to start.

If you look really closely you can see where the water spout is touching the water as it sprays out.

But the excitement dwindled after about 20 minutes....

And this one, I can't seem to get enough of these wildflowers that grow along the road to "my oyster". 

{Flower Art Friday}

The world is an oyster . . . pearls are found in oysters. Some pearls are very valuable.

The. World. Is. An. Oyster!!

Have a wonderful weekend!

(School's ...out...for...summer)

Love, Kim

XO