I don't think I have ever seen the bay so absolutely smooth as glass as it was this Sunday. The mussel beds are flourishing, the fish are jumping and the birds are all feasting on crabs and shell fish. Grandma Dottie watched a rock-skipping exhibition by her grandson. No spectacular sunsets this weekend but that's what makes them special when they do happen. I have also noticed some barn swallows skooting down the shoreline lately.
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