On our morning walk we usually pass by this idyllic scene.
The rows of flowering Rose of Sharon trimmed beautifully as they flow down toward the windmill.
Yesterday afternoon at low tide we gathered our buckets, clam rakes and headed out to do some clamming.
There were others already there...
There were plenty of clams for everyone.
Jeff and I had no problem filling up our basket.
Winner winner...clam dinner!