It was a -1 tide on Sunday and great entertainment for people and birds.
We got there about lunch time.
We found two moonsnails.
Lots of moonsnail egg cases.
Some moonsnail food.
Anenomes everywhere.
And at the end, we had quit being crabby.
And everything was clam.
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