I've only been here three times, and every time I have taken photographs that I still prize. These open spaces left on the American land and shore must be treasured. We came for a birdwalk. It also turned out to be a trash collection challenge, since a recent storm had blown a lot of non-biodegradable stuff onto the beach. Once in a while I am reminded of the lovely words flotsam and jetsam. I think flotsam is what floats and jetsam is what is cast ashore, so this trash was both. I hope to go back on Tuesday with different cameras and see what I can get. Unless it rains heavily.