Running along the coast and visiting a beach per day the past little while, I see a lot of cool stuff.
Porpoises on Saturday, lots of terns and gulls and osprey and shorebirds every day, and some crazy people that brave the frigid ocean temperature and swim, like for a long time swim, not just run in and out but actually you know, swim!
Then there’s this:
A weird thing-a-ma-bobber-of-a-doo-hicky that seemed naturally occurring. It felt like a cross between dried grass and sponge.
Exploring the coast brings all kinds of curiosities.