After several days of being pummeled by the wind, the Bay was a paradise. Cold, but still a paradise. Mother Nature showed off her talent for making art every where-in the sand, in the rippled waves that move over the sand bars and in the tiny pebbles that are exposed at low tide. A group of young boys, (maybe Scouts?) with their brave parents and backpacks hiked on the shore. I bet they're headed to the Big Rock. The baby mussels have tripled in size. Last night I saw one shooting star and will be out again tonight. Remember the Geminid meteor shower!
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