A friend talked me into a short trip to the ocean (it took very little arm twisting). It was a foggy morning, but we persevered. We were rewarded with views of sea anemones and lots of sand dollars. And a dolphin!
This horrid seagull we christened Jonathan Livingston Asshole, as he or she hung around our picnic and lunged at a morsel I had been intending to eat. I kept the prize.
I thought this sailboat lurking just offshore was intriguing.
Long-billed Curlew just for fun.