The clouds broke apart in clumps yesterday, lumps of foam in a wave tossed sky. The lowest tides of the summer have been the last few days.... the eel grass beds are full of baby crabs and fish. If you stop to listen you can hear the tidepool conversations; snaps, pops and sighs of marine creatures adjusting to a dry world. Birds; gulls, terns, guillimots, crows and the eagle all taking a turn at the smorgasbord.
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