This was the scene in January on the beach at New London.
Not so inviting! This week the beach is windswept but there is much to see as we walk its length.
I love how the fishing boats are so close to shore as they navigate the channel to French River.
They always have seagulls following them, expecting a hand-out as the fishers clean up from the day’s work.
Fishers have a friendly wave to people on the beach, while waves from the wake are impressive on this windy day.
Low tide has exposed some rocks, not a common site on this beach. The remnants of an old wharf is exposed today too, the first time we’ve seen it.
The remains of a lobster trap is partially buried in the sand. A well weathered piece of driftwood has withstood another winter.
Tons of seaweed has been cast ashore on this beach. More than the amount, I am taken with the colours and delicate nature of some pieces.
Low tide exposes the signs of wave action on the sand. A variety of shells, whole or broken have begun the journey to sand themselves.
Along the shoreline, apple trees are in full bloom now as is choke cherry. Lilacs need another week.
We were the only people on this beach today, taking in the best a beach has to offer. What could be better?