This beautiful offering of nature caught my eye while on holiday in the Maldives.
I liked the fact that it was not perfect, but cracked, with a little piece missing already.
I liked how the sand had gathered in the hollow part.
I liked the different shades of orange, the white inside border setting them off.
And I liked how both strong and fragile this shell looked, hanging onto that rock.
You will find more delicate stories here: Sticky Fingers.