The nearest beach to our house turned out to be a pretty nice one. The town is Ballenitas, which means little whales. It's about a 15 minute, 25 cent bus ride.
The first picture is of the beach from one of the public access points. The two female figures in the front are Marguerite and Maria Anabel, the sixteen year old who lives with us.
The second picture is of some fishing boats. Note the name on the leftmost boat. It caught my eye, and I couldn't resist.
A little further along there is a head which has been carved out of the rock. I know it's touristy, but it's not something you see every day.
The pelicans here seem to like to fly in squadrons. The birdwatchers among you will notice that half of them seem to be adults, and half are juveniles. That explains the two color schemes.
One of Marguerite's favorites here are the frigate birds. They're rare in the Carolinas, but very common around here Often while Marguerite walks home, she can look up and see as many as a dozen soaring overhead.
Finally, there were a number of dead puffer fish scattered on the beach. If you can't tell, that's an American quarter to indicate their size. I had never seen one in the flesh before.
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