Tag Archives: Happy

BeachAlert File #11

People certainly are eager to get to the beach today.  Three of us line up to get into the parking lot when it opens at 5:40 a.m.  It’s still dark.  I park and wait.  The days when we go to the beach always turn out better than the others, don’t they. Suddenly, instead of being… Read More »

BeachAlert File #3

The tightly-packed, fine-grained sand was shiny in the wash of the surf and the light of the rising sun.  You could see the reflection of the clouds.  They looked like little white lambs moseying across the blue sky. Do lambs mosey?  Never mind.  I digress.  Let’s go talk to the happy little clams, okay?  We’ll… Read More »