In Which an Opportunity Arose
Occasionally, in the course of The Boy’s job, the need will arise for him to make a last-minute jaunt. Sometimes, this means I get to haul myself out of bed very early and drop him at the airport. Sometimes, it means I look at my schedule, do a bit of calculation, and declare my intent to join him. One of those calculations found us here on Sunday morning.
And yes, that is snow on the hillside. It was rather brisk. I was glad of my fetching woolly hat.
We saw a host of mysterious sea denizens. I have no idea what this is but I’m fairly sure it hates me and wants me to suffer.
And I reminded myself, repeatedly, that the rocks are never ever as pretty once they’re home and dry (seriously though, look at the colors…excellent beach rocks in these parts).
We’re headed back home shortly, but not before I make a pilgrimage to Webs. I will take the proper camera, I will wear comfortable shoes, and I will bring snacks. Then I will report back, assuming of course I can be convinced to leave and don’t accidentally set up residence. Wish me luck.
If you’re heading to Webs, you must be (sort of) in my neck of the woods! Which beach is that?
We’re outside of Boston. We drove up to the National Seashore, I think it was this particular beach: http://www.nps.gov/caco/planyourvisit/coast-guard-beach-eastham.htm Webs is a bit of a haul off in the other direction!
Beautiful beach. What is that sea life?! Does anyone know?
Terror? Horror? Unrelenting Phobia?
As the name implies, I’m in Boston. And now I’m never setting foot on the beaches here ever again. Another reason to stay inside with my knitting, as if I needed another one.
Well it wasn’t precisely mobile. In fact, I think it may be plant (as opposed to animal) and so is fairly unlikely to chase you down and attack. That said, it was a funny looking little dude.