The thing about spur of the moment rock sculpture on a beach is balance. And patience. Stacking them is one thing. Getting them to stay put is entirely another. And then there's the artistry of the exact right stone where it belongs.
I love making them. Even when the whole kitten-kaboodle topples over. Because when you get it right? Perfection.
And, honestly? Even when it all falls down, it always land exactly the way it should.