Shells in Sand

Wandering around lonely beaches in North Carolina and Delaware, usually early in the morning or just as the sun was departing for the day, I happened upon these shells in the sand. Many of them were eroded by the constant washing of water. Others were despersed and staged by crashing waves.

None of the images were posed by me in any way, nor did I touch or move any of the shells. They are exactly as I found them on the beach, and exactly as I left them.