The Dead Trees of Beer Can Beach—5
February 22, 2018
This entry was posted on February 22, 2018 by Linda Grashoff. It was filed under Sand and Mud, Stump and was tagged with dead trees, Longboat Key, nature, photography, sand, Sarasota County.
These are fabulous, Linda. 🙂
February 22, 2018 at 9:12 AM
Thank you, Cathy. These dead trees are not something to be happy about, but they do provide photo ops. Here’s a short article about the beach erosion that is responsible: http://www.mysuncoast.com/longboat-key-residents-blame-beach-erosion-for-poor-health-of/article_e46c96e2-2153-11e7-8d5d-8fa722f86d9d.html.
February 22, 2018 at 9:24 AM
That’s too bad about the mangrove forest and the beach erosion. I do love photos of dead and decaying things though; like I love abandoned buildings and ruins for photos. It is the nature of life, though: everything changes. 🙂
February 23, 2018 at 9:56 AM
I agree with you, Cathy. These things are sad, but so interesting. And they do remind us that everything changes, a rather Buddhist idea, isn’t it.
February 23, 2018 at 10:01 AM
That’s for sure, Linda. Very Buddhist. 🙂
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March 8, 2018 at 7:28 AM
It feels like such a long time since I’ve seen that sand in person….I guess it’s 7 years or so – seeing this reminds me of how fine and hard it can be in places, and those little mounds from various creatures underneath…and here, you’ve made a landscape of it. We could be in a plane above the desert, looking down at the rocks. I like how clean this image is, just very uncluttered and straightforward.
Beach erosion, a perennial subject, but the sand goes somewhere else, isn’t it? I haven’t read the article, I’m just thinking about the futility of building near or on the beach, an ever-changing land form.
February 22, 2018 at 1:15 PM
In this case I think the sand is sliding further into Sarasota Bay, which is part of Tampa Bay. Longboat Key, which is where these dead trees are, is one of the barrier islands. It is their nature to shift and even disappear quite a lot over time. I suppose the residents just hope it’s over quite a lot of time. . . . My biologist husband thinks those tiny tufts of sand are from some kind of crustacean that lives in the sand. He dug down with his finger on some of them and couldn’t find a critter, but he’s holding to his opinion. . . . I hadn’t thought I was playing with scale again; thanks for imagining the desert rocks. . . . I like clean and uncluttered photographs, but don’t often see my opportunity. It’s easier on the beach. Thanks, as always, for your thoughtful comment.
February 23, 2018 at 10:11 AM