The sun was securely shrouded by clouds and a good breeze kept things comfortable (I’m not a sun person). I decided to take a walk north. I saw many different species of birds, including ones with bright orange beaks and yellow eyes (later figured out must have been oyster catchers). I saw a gull catch something wiggling. Whenever the waves washed past my feet, the wake exposed numerous tiny burrowing bivalves. As usual, none of these animals would hold still for me to photograph and before long my fingers were all wet anyways. I collected some shells, but had to bring them to a picnic table and dry my hands before taking pictures.
While the living bivalves I saw were all pale yellow, the empty shells came in every color but pale yellow.
I also saw a long stripe of red (algae?) that ran parallel to shore about 40 feet out. It went on for maybe half a mile. I tried to take a picture, but it didn’t come out (see top). On shore, I found feathery, lavender seaweeds, and tiny bits of bright, red-orange stuff (sponges?) tangled in other weeds.
My mother caught what we later learned was a mole crab. We eventually let it go and it burrowed backwards into the sand at a rapid pace.