It's nice to start the year with something new, which is what we got at Fire Island yesterday: icebergs! Icebergs floating past us as we walked along the beach below the lighthouse. Much smaller than the ones in Juneau, but much closer to home.
Here's a photo of Ken in front of the icebergs. For scale, of course.
The sun was out on the causeway, and so was the welcome wagon:
It was otherwise quiet along the shore, and barren but for some seagull's lunch wrapper:
We did see this fine example of the elusive "Moe Howard" variety of seaweed:
and the eversharp eye of Ken spotted this squee-ishly small starfish. Just look at it next to my monstrously large forefinger:
Anyway, Happy New Year. Hope everyone's year really "goes to eleven." In a good way.
1 comment:
Oooohhhh, how beautiful and magical!!!!!
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