One day you wash up on the beach, wet and naked. Another day you wash back out. In between, the scenery changes constantly.
Saturday, July 13, 2019
Buzzed at the Beach
Georgia excused herself from the beach walk today (although she did consent to come down and pick us up when we were done) so she missed this little sea plane that buzzed by just off shore, and no more than 20-30 feet off the water.
A pretty nice day, although a touch on the warm side, 86.
This is actually from yesterday; I found a pretty decent Cow Shark tooth, rare enough to go on the top shelf.
The beach also seems to be exhibiting a burst of these little butterflies, the American Snout. I wonder if you can guess how they go the name.