The scrunchy scratchy seaweed feels good on the soles of my feet. (Running doesn’t feel as good as it used to though. I walk more than run now.) Drove to Mustang Island on Sunday. Got in a little sleep before the midnight start of the annual birding Big Day with Jon on Monday. We had an awesome time and finished exhausted and severely in need of sleep. Got in a solid ten last night with some catching–up and resting–up today. Took a walk out on the jetty.
Splashy parts on the jetty are as close as we get to tide pools here.
More tomorrow about the Big Day.