Sad Deserted Shore

 

Do you know that song by Judy Collins? It's Who Knows Where the Time Goes and I have it in my head a lot when we are walking the beach. It's usually in the fall when things are shutting down but yesterday it was in my head and it was Memorial Day Weekend Eve. The beach should be in summer mode but instead it was empty and part of it was shut down.

It was partly the cold but it was mostly because of the collision course the tourists and the horseshoe crabs are about to have. They crawl up on the sand by the hundreds to spawn and that's usually over by the time the beach opens but this year there hasn't been a horseshoe crab to be seen-yet. The end of their season is the full moon in June which means it could happen any day now. They had a sleepover on the beach a few weekends ago so you could watch for them but they didn't show. Sort of like the blue crabs. We're being told this is the worst season ever for them. I do remember recently the year that there were no jellyfish. That freaked all the scientists out. I'm hoping for their sake the crabs both blue and horse show up soon.

All of the osprey nests are pretty deserted too. This time of year there is usually one of a pair sitting on some eggs. 

What has returned is the snack shack. You can smell those funnel cakes frying from every direction. Happy summer ya'll-even though it feels more like October right now.