Being egged on to wanderlust

A few blog friends have urged me to place more photos even if it is without commentary. It is also the first time I do a second installment of the same topic of the weekly photo challenge. If you want to know more about Elands Bay which we visited last weekend  go to my previous post . Regarding the majority of these photos egg is a metaphor for the sun. But as I am being egged on, it is a dual metaphor. And no I am not the sun and also do not think the sun shines out of my never mind, but I do try and live a sunny side up life.

Not quite without commentary, but my post with the least words ever 🙂

Frying a sunny side up egg in a shell?  Not quite this is the underside of the shell (the animal living in it – a limpet or sea snail)

Very young Sanderlings (Strandlopers)

My youngest daughter enjoying the rock pools

The sky is aflame – the lyrics underneath are from 2 songs by Michael W Smith

Like an ocean
Washing over us
Strong and glorious
Your love has spoken
And our hearts are open

Oh, heaven come down tonight
We wanna see Your glory shine
Burning like a flame, burning like a flame forever

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Lift your eyes
Look to the horizon now
There’s still a hope for us
Reach up from the dust
And call it down

Can you hear
Can you hear that thunder
Sing His name, sing it out
‘Till the sky spills over