One day you wash up on the beach, wet and naked. Another day you wash back out. In between, the scenery changes constantly.
Sunday, December 15, 2013
Sunday Dec.15 Beach Report
Despite my pronouncement of a sunny day on the schadenfreude post, by the time we got down to the beach, a band of clouds came in and covered most of the sky. With a 42 degree 15 knot wind, more north than west, it was a tad chilly.
Not much happening there, either. One trio of Semipalmated Sandpipers ran down the beach ahead of us. We ran into Ray, looking for fossils, but it was not a good day for teeth; Georgia and I had one little one that we spotted simultaneously.
And a lone drake Bufflehead was diving for food in the harbor,