It's been another hot, 93 degree day. The humidity was very high, but the wind helped make being outside tolerable. This evening, it got really cloudy, there was some thunder in the passing clouds, but we took advantage of that cloud cover and went to the beach. Even though we got no rain, it was at least a relief to get cooler air.
At resident access 2 off West Gulf Drive, there were some shells up high on the beach at the high tide line, but not many anywhere else, except Ark shells.
I saw the bottom of a Top Shell exposed, reached down to pick it up, then realized the top portion was missing. This was the biggest one I had ever seen. What a shame it was broken.
There was a hole in the clouds (or hole in the floor of heaven :), and who better to shine light down on, than the lady you see in this photo.
Some of you, who come to this part of the beach often, can tell from her silhouette, who it is. She's the sweetest lady I've met on the beach, since moving here. And just guess what she was doing today! She had a bag of nice shells with her, and was dropping one here and there for other people to pick up, because there weren't any good ones on the beach. Yes, she's an angel alright. It's Ms Dottie. :)
We talked about collecting shells, bagging one of each kind and saving them to give friends who come, when they don't find many themselves. So, when we turned to go our separate ways, she handed a nice Fighting Horse Conch to me and said that she noticed I didn't have any shells, and I shouldn't go home empty handed. I should take that home and put it in with our gift shells. :) I love that little lady!
We could see shells when the waves broke on the shore, but after looking closer, didn't see too many good ones. If you wanted to work a little harder with a shell net, there were probably some there. Dottie had been using her net now and then, but hadn't found anything to keep. We were just happy to walk on the beach.
The noseeums began to bother us, so we left in a hurry.