The beach can be so serene; a great escape in the early morning. It’s a lot harder and the sand gets into my sneakers, but I love to run on the shore…until I see a dog or two unleashed and watching me. This morning, though, a friendly dog wanted me to throw his tennis ball. Of course, not being a dog owner, I showed no interest and he lost his and moved on to the little girl behind me.
The beach is also a great place to people-watch. To spy on seagulls. Until you stumble upon dead sealife, like this fascinating ray. My hands wanted to lift it and check it out. My brain told me otherwise. So I only have pics. Wait, is he wearing a frown?