One day you wash up on the beach, wet and naked. Another day you wash back out. In between, the scenery changes constantly.
Sunday, September 14, 2014
A Touch of Fall at the Beach
Barely 60 F at the beach this morning at 10 PM, with a stiff north wind and plenty of fluffy white clouds in the blue sky. The coolest weather since sometime in June. The fall is one of the best seasons around here, except for that leaf raking stuff.
Ospreys are still here and fishing furiously. So are the eagles (sorry, no photo), and they'll miss the Ospreys when they leave in a month or so.