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It was still a nice walk along the south end of the bay...  looking westwards / oceanwards, it was very busy.   Looking eastwards, it was a bit quieter. Only one little excited dog, ready to go paddle-boarding



And one sad, lonely soul with a pillow, blanket, teddy bear, and a vase filled with red roses.



Plus a surprisingly-large vessel in shallow water. After reading that Varnebank, a North Sea Trawler, was recovered from the bottom of the English Channel and rebuilt, I won't worry about it being in this tiny cove.



If we want any nature today, we will have to look carefully, so we made an modest effort for a hundred yards or so...



In gardens and patches of un-sandy soil.









Ooops! where did these little animals come from?



We talked to Otis, who told us everything and more, saying, "Well, my grandkids brought a few, then the neighbors' kids, then strangers .... now we have dozens of tiny dinosaurs ... a whole zoo in our front garden!"



Brilliant electrical box paint job!


It's July twenty-something but I still liked seeing Uncle Sam hiding in the bushes by the beach house.



It's the 23th of July, actually, even though my ancient Croton AquaMatic with convenient date window says 24 (my bad) Not having a quick-change date, it's easier to take it apart than to turn it ahead 30 days 🙁




Cazalea

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