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 …

BeachAlert File #2

When the sun is already a red-orange fireball as it peeks over the eastern horizon at 6:00 a.m., you know what that means?  It means we’d better get down to the beach right now, or not go at all. If we wait, then all the cloud cover will be burned off.  It will be too …