Texture is mystery embellished by time. At each glance giving more.

Saying special things to each of us.

Rocky cliffs, sea walls, little roadside stones--anonymous, broken by life--tell their own secret tales.

Textures whisper of worlds forgotten.

From whence they came and, if left alone, how they may be forever after.

Watch the drama unfold.

Watch the nuances of light as they flicker across a stippled, craggy surface.

Colors changing. Some muted, some vivid.

Each showing something for only you to behold.

Perhaps even a lesson in seeing that our rush though life makes us so eagerly forget.

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