One day you wash up on the beach, wet and naked. Another day you wash back out. In between, the scenery changes constantly.
Wednesday, September 25, 2013
Clouds at the Beach
Another coolish, breezy day at the beach. The weather story of the day, though, was the clouds.
Another crab boat working the shore. Unlike the Lucky IV from yesterday, whose pots were covered in red vinyl, these are covered in yellow. I remember the good old days when they were bare chicken wire.
Two Great Blue Herons maintaining a respectful distance from each other.
A bald eagle, way out over the bay, soars above the mirage of James Island. Yes, Ospreys are still here.
Red rests his legs a little.
Unfortunately, the sea gull that appeared to in trouble yesterday, didn't survive the night.