It's even hotter in the city, heralding the soon arriving folks who come to visit me, fair weather friends, I sometimes say.
Gone and forgotten are the peaceful quiet cold days of winter. Overnight the beach roses have burst into fragrant bloom.
Happy bumble bees!
The beach peas have proliferated, and are also blooming with a sweet scent.
As Memorial Day approaches, all is focused on sun and fun. The beach is still peaceful this week. But not for long. Soon it will be [by my lovely standards] bustling with beach lovers.
The life guard stands aren't up yet but their first aid and other supply boxes have appeared, bright yellow on the dull tan beach.
The tide is very low this week after the full moon the other day. The dark curve on the left is the high tide mark.
The beach seems huge!
Lots of shells, but no sea glass. And the always amusing ''faux shell'' deposits, seen in the distance...
The interesting shell patch scurries away as I approach. Not clams! Sanderlings, on their way north to their nesting grounds.
Time to air the beach towels, replace the flannel sheets with crisp percale, wash the screens, ready the deck for the coming summer days and evenings.
gone to the beach...