Yay! Hooray! A rainy day!
Rain at the beach and everyone has stayed away!
Most summers, mid-August brings a few days of rain to the beach. Maybe it's the tail end of a hurricane far out to sea, or tatters of storms wandering east from the Great Plains.
Not to be inhospitable , but by August I sometimes feel like I am running a resort...without pay!
And so I treasure that break in the sunshine, just a few days, of rain and grey.
I deserve a vacation too, don't I?
The beach was, again, mine, all mine.
The waterfront itself was inaccessible. I waded through flooded areas thigh deep to get this far.
This is an erosion cut, quite extreme. In a few weeks we may find old bottles or sea glass dug up by the waves...
This summer has been so dry and hot, no blackbirds nesting by the dunes ponds, no spadefoot toads, no pippits, no dune rabbits. Just too dry.
|Saturday, Aug 13, 2011, 3 PM|