Some days, the beach is full of shells, and then the tide comes in and whisks them all out to sea. Then a couple of days later, they're all back, lining the edge of the surf.
These little sandpipers spend their lives at the edge of the sea feeding on tiny crustaceans. As each wave retreats, they dash forward, frantically poking their beaks into the sand looking for dinner, but they hate to get their feet wet, so the next wave sends them scuttling back to dry land.
The gulls with the fancy hairdos are Royal Terns. They always face into the wind... wouldn't want to mess up their hair!
Every morning I walk along the beach, usually as far as the Beach Patrol Headquarters and back. The yellow flag indicates moderate surf conditions. If it's green, swimmers are fairly safe, but if it's red, watch out for high surf and rip currents that can pull an unsuspecting swimmer under.
I've been rambling on this blog about whatever comes into my head for two whole years now, and in that time I've "met" and "talked to" so many interesting people all over the world. It's been such fun! Thanks to everyone who has spent time at Rook's Nest, and if you keep visiting, I'll keep posting!
.....and another special mention to gorgeous and handsome grandson Callum, who is Nine Months Old Today! Happy nine months, Callum!