This man was feeding these seagulls from a loaf of bread.
They were going absolutely crazy.
He gave Walter a shark tooth he had found.
Walter went absolutely crazy, too.
So much craziness!
Sun going down.
I love the winter beach so much.
So peaceful.
It's like the whole expanse of beauty belongs just to you.
Harry pulled up this whole clump of seaweed and tossed it into the air.
I thought it kinda looked like a jellyfish.
Harry is always doing something a little bit off the wall.
This had washed ashore, rusty nails and all.
A part of someone's dock, maybe?
Gus walking on a huge piece of driftwood
that has been in front of my condo for a while.
Love the effects of the sunset in the background.
The golden hour for sure.
Still waters.
I dropped my camera bag as we were walking back.
Walter gladly retrieved it for me.
More of the golden hour.
The moon rising.
The sun going down.
There is always a good show going on at the beach.
My Tybee place is such a blessing.
Coming soon on Cathy's blog...
Thoughts on turning seventy-seven.
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