One day you wash up on the beach, wet and naked. Another day you wash back out. In between, the scenery changes constantly.
Thursday, July 28, 2016
Beach Report 7/28/16
Skye dragged me off to the beach this afternoon. We drove down because the thermometer showed mid 90s. Thunderstorms were building over the Delmarva, but we were spared (although it's raining as I type this).
Cormorants guarding the entrance of the harbor; making sure no edible fish sneak in.