Another beautiful morning and I am up and out early once more .. to Sachuest Point again ... this sure beats working for a living. This time I was, if not officially birdwatching, at least looking at the birds as there were so many as to be pretty much unavoidable.

Gulls of course, cowbirds, catbirds, enough American Goldfinch to make several pies, could have been a yellow warbler mixed in there too, some very pesky barn swallows, two geese, tree top robins, a cardinal, and a house sparrow here and there. Quite likely there were other varieties ... I really wouldn't know. There were also ants ... or at least ant hills, numerous small white butterflies, rabbits ... including one that accompanied me for about a quarter mile, and then there were the three half-inch slug-like creatures that I'm going to call softshell snails I spotted crawling across a portion of the trail where it has been rock-dusted. I carefully avoided the snails(?) while continuing along enjoying the new postcard green with morning blue on the eastern half of the ocean loop, kicking my toes into the dust and dragging my heels to accelerate the return of the trail to the muddy and deeply rutted state I prefer.