One day you wash up on the beach, wet and naked. Another day you wash back out. In between, the scenery changes constantly.
Sunday, April 26, 2020
Misty at the Beach
The Weed du Jour, in this case a bush. I'm not entirely convinced, but I think this a Bush Honeysuckle. It smells right, and it has the flowers that start white and fade yellow as they age. Now that I know what to look for, I'll see for sure. A possible invasive? If so, I ain't sceered, it isn't all that common.
It was 55 and misty when we got to the beach, and not very windy. It was hard to find shark's teeth with the mist covering my glasses, but we did come up with 19 between us, mostly small. That's Georgia ahead of us.