Georgia and I made it down to the beach for a longish walk before lunch. When we arrived, a woman with a young daughter was in the parking lot with the alarm going off, and trying to get it to shut off so she could leave. After several minutes of fiddling around we figured out it was a loose battery terminal. Not having tools for a permanent fix, we cobbled it together, and got her on the way to the shop for a real fix.
As I said in the Schadenfreude post, it's a flawless day here, sunny, 75 F, just a little breezy, and best of all, not humid. Not a great day for shark's teeth or butterflies. Just 10 kind of ordinary teeth (5 and 5 if you must know), and this
Cabbage White, the most ordinary butterfly imaginable. Something more exciting flew by, across the beach and over the bay, but too quickly to figure out what it was.
The Emma Dawn setting crab pots.
By the time we were on our way back, the beach was starting to look busy
The Surf Scoter is still hanging around, and getting more approachable as time goes on.
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