These are from last week, on Crescent Beach.
Sky, and sky reflected. A long view at low tide.
Yellowlegs, showing off his beautiful underwing feathers. Click on this for a full-size view.
The orange flesh of a whelk.
Against the light, the beach is silver and black. That's a heron, fishing the tidepool.
Eelgrass and sky, reflected.
We spent some time at the high-water line, flipping over boards and piles of dead eelgrass, cameras already focussed, trying to catch some of those elusive sand fleas. They hop all over as the shelter is disturbed, but within less than a second every single one has disappeared.
We took dozens of photos of eelgrass and sand. We didn't get a single sand flea. We did get this ferocious bit of red seaweed, though.
Off-topic, entirely: you've got to see today's post at Laura Goes Birding. (It should be "Bearing" for this entry. Very funny!