We arrived at the beach just as the fog got started. Warm humid air was blowing over the chilly waters (now getting near 60 F).
A small shark's tooth (maybe a
Lemon Shark?) as spotted in the wrack line.
A very tiny
Snaggletooth out in the open.
The fog kept getting thicker
I found this one just before the bay reclaimed it. All in all we collected 11 teeth, none of which will earn a place on the top shelf.
Skye finagles a free pet.
A
Green Heron hanging out at the marina. There was a pair that hung out there most of last summer. Maybe they're back.
And finally, a
Pearl Crescent butterfly in the roadside weeds on the way home. New for the year.
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