Shells, we all look out for them when we are walking along the beach, and when we find them it is like finding a piece of treasure. It is a bit like holding onto a memory or a hope and making it tangible like a photograph.
I like to think my camera does this, and looking at the photo of Dexter I am laughing (and cursing because I just missed getting the photograph because I was so surprised/dazed/hypnotised, although that too makes the memory) a strange dog came up to Dexter and cocked his leg up very close by but must missed his leg although not by much and it was literally over in a split second!
