Early morning surf action with the birds looking for some breakfast.
We did a little exploring on some trails in Edisto Beach State Park, SC, that were not strictly along the beach, so we had them to ourselves. Maybe the cool weather kept people from doing a lot of hiking, too.
The huge mounds of shells were strange - maybe the ancient people had the equivalent of a dining hall nearby and the kitchen waste was always thrown into the same pile for many years. Eventually, the trash pile became more permanent than the long gone dining hall, leaving us with the mystery today.
Even overcast days at the beach seem to result in beautiful sunsets. Maybe they are all the more beautiful based on my freshly retired frame of mind.
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