Got to see the sea yesterday. Mostly cloudy, deserted beach with 10 million gulls on the north end at the mouth of the river, and along the river was a fuzzy, quiet row of harbor seals warming themselves.
The recent storms kicked up a lot of shells, barnacles, and other goodies from the sea, so the beach was littered with varied beauties. I remember my grandmother used to take us to the beach after a storm, because she said that was the best time to find shells. I think she was onto something. Only now I photograph, versus gather, them.
Also, the beach south of where we went has the most amazing rolled rocks--I'll look for photos I took last time I was there and will share them. SO colorful and smooth and shiny. Color and texture heaven.
In the meantime, reporting from the road...
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