Sorry, I couldn't resist that. Last week we took a break from the cold and headed to South Carolina and Georgia to visit the Parental Units. Amongst other things, I dragged them all over to see the beaches and marshes around them. There is no escape from the Ocean Lover . . . .
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| The beach at Hilton Head. Soft, white sand, gentle slope, minimal surf. No wonder it's so crowded! |
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| This poor old lady. A huge horseshoe crab. She obviously got rolled around in the surf; probably she was looking for a place to lay eggs. Her parts were strewn along the beach for a ways. |
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| Checking her out. I wonder how old she was? |
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| Mermaid's purses. Egg cases from a shark or ray. |
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| "I'm not dead yet!" I did my best to get him back to sea. |
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| Fiddler crabs! My favorite. |
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| Stop complaining about the weather! This cold is great for the Gulf of Maine. Pass the blanket. |
