Today was the lowest tide of the year
and we got to see parts of the beach
we normally can't get to.
I have been stalking this tree for 20 years,
as it's only able to be photographed
at a very low tide.
I was quite a distance away from this fellow,
behind some rocks, not to disturb him.
I used my zoom to catch him
eating some beach buffet.
Two people were standing too close to him,
and he startled and RAN to the edge of the water,
then flew off. I couldn't focus quickly enough
to catch any of that, unfortunately.
Friends exclaiming over a live sand dollar.
Sand dollar in residence
There is a lot of life on the beach:
No wonder the eagle flew down from his perch:
That is a nest beneath him,
at this time apparently inactive.
Tonquin, at low tide.....
Instead of a poem this week, I thought I might share these photos from last week of my beloved beach. Am linking it to Poets United for the Poetry Pantry on Sunday. Do stop by and enjoy some fine poetry.