Oh how I wish I was back at the Outer Banks, walking the beaches looking for little gems. I can almost feel the wind whipping my hair and taste the salt. Even without a Target in sight, I do believe I could live on the Outer Banks. Too bad there isn't much in the way of manufacturing for the Mister to find employment.
The photo is of a Horseshoe Crab along the beaches across from Pea Island Wildlife Refuge.
Off to dream of ocean breezes.