He skittered right into fate’s jaws.

No matter how old I get or how many times I have seen them, I still get sad when I see crab carcasses on the beach. And this little guy found on a beach that is part of the Point Reyes National Seashore reminded me of the great struggle to survive in this big world.

I hope it was just his time.

This post is part of my six word stories collection: when six words and photos unite to create rich narratives.

He skittered right into fate's jaws.

He skittered right into fate’s jaws.

Six Word Stories

A couple of years ago I started a 365 photography project — a goal, really, of posting one photo a day — and failed miserably. I don’t even think I made it through January.

Although the project wasn’t a success, I came away with the idea to combine my love of the written word with my passion for photography using Ernest Hemingway as my inspiration. It is said that Mr. Hemingway composed a six word story to win a bet (although Snopes figures this legend is undetermined).

It read:

“For sale: baby shoes, never worn.”

Pretty powerful stuff in six little words, no matter who wrote it.

And so, I bring to you the first installment of my version of the six word story: when six words combine with a photograph to create an even richer narrative. Look for the six word story in the photo caption below.


Come back. My ears need flapping.
–As seen at Stinson Beach