greedy little opportunistic beachcomber that I am, all I could think about during Hurricane Sandy was, 'Gee I sure hope the high tide and storm surge pushes more glass onto the beaches in Buzzards Bay.' The day after the storm I jetted over to mom's to make sure she was situated OK, then came home and was so restless. I didn't feel like doing anything. It was warm and kinda humid too, raining off and on. I checked the tide charts, and low tide was right before 3:00 p.m., so I hopped in the car and drove over to Mashnee Island.
Lots of snailies today.
Rounded the point at the Canal entrance and was very disappointed to only find a couple pieces of white glass, some of which aren't even that worn. I took a fairly fresh piece of cobalt blue even though it's not worn down and still sharp.
Stupid golf ball. I am starting to see a lot of golf balls on the beaches these days. I'm not sure why but Russell told me sometimes idiots hit them into the Canal. I took this one with me.
The storm washed the soil away from this tree's roots.
There's an abandoned building at this beach that must have been some kind of clubhouse or restaurant at one time.
Looked like more rain was coming so I left at 3:45 and headed home.
This is the last of the foliage as of 10/30/12.