March 9, 2015 I know, you all want me to skip to the chase and tell you about the POOP, but your going to have to read the story. The grandchildren, who I know skip the words and go straight to the photos are now yelling “Hey Mom, Gramma sent photos of POOP!”
Today is the nicest day that we have had since leaving the north. We have either lived in air conditioning or had the heat on. Today we opened the windows. Ahhhhh fresh air! Last year when we were here it was so cold that we wore hats, coats and gloves the whole time.
I woke up early this morning and headed right out to the beach. The State Park alone, has nine miles of pure white sandy beach and sand dunes. I challenge anyone to come here and find a cigarette butt or piece of trash anywhere on the entire nine miles. Last year I got some great photos of a Great Blue Heron, strutting his stuff, wearing his full winter regalia. I had hopes of seeing him this morning.
I not only saw him, but I saw so much more that I lost track of time and how far I had walked. I was in my glory collecting the biggest shells I’ve ever seen. Last year we rode our bikes to the most northern beach in the park and I named it “Teeny Tiny Sea Shell Beach”. I gathered hundreds of those shells. Of course I had no bag so I filled all my pockets. This time I was juggling a dozen jumbo shells when I looked down at my camera strap and notice one of E T’s poop pick up bags tied to the strap. Don’t be disappointed this is not the POOP reference. Keep reading 🙂
I saw several dozen of the strangest Jelly Fish on the beach. They were crystal clear and this one in particular seemed to have picked up a hitchhiker. Very interesting. Then I spotted these curious creatures that I studied for the longest time and then started photographing them. All of a sudden I burst out laughing. They looked like POOP! Oh my! Was I fascinated by POOP? Did I just take a dozen plus photos of POOP? No, they have to be some kind of sea creatures. Tomorrow I’ll take my camera up to the Ranger Station (four miles away) and see if they know what they are. Until then, I guess I might have posted some POOP photos 🙂 To be continued …
There are fabulous hiking trails here with lots of boardwalks. Some take you over the marsh areas and others out to lookouts over the bay. Dogs are allowed on all the trails. but must be on a maximum 6 ft leash. Some of the boardwalks are fully screened. They are great for letting E T get some exercise.
Dogs are not allowed on any of the State Park beaches. Yesterday we found out that there is an Island beach where dogs are welcome. We took a ride into town and let E T play in the waves. She loves the water.
Oh, I can’t forget the little green tree frog David found living in our electric box. How the heck did he get all the way up there? It’s at least 3 ft off the ground!
