A most perfect evening except for the fact that I was alone. The breeze was warm, no bugs and the tide was out revealing nature’s love of design and geometry. The tide has its way with the sand and formed amazing artwork. The seagulls dived for crabs and then hovered above the rocks before dropping them to crash and crack open on the shore below. Who would think that a bird could be so smart? The mussels are still growing in their nurseries and the sand fleas were not around tonight. I HATE those creepy critters.
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