I love combing a beach for seashells almost as much as looking for fossils. I love it that fossilized shells and sea creatures in our Indiana creek beds connect this landlocked midwest with an ancient ocean. I am all Indiana soil, creek water, redbud and dogwood, but there's a little bit of seashell in there too - from way back.
We've been keeping company with good friends and the ocean. All that seawater - the perspective leaves me feeling small, in good ways. Some things fade away and what's important has come into focus again.
I am really very ready to warmly welcome an Indiana spring.