The last time I was at the beach, the snow had freshly fallen and the entire beach was unsullied. Things weren't quite as pristine this time, since the waves of the many winter storms have battered the sand back over the last month or so...
A plane flew pretty low overhead as I walked along the water's edge...
The line from the tide was marked with a broken wall of sandy ice that stretched along the whole beach...
And oh, look, there's me!
As I walked back to my car, I stopped at the seawall to peer through a snow bank back at the beach:
Eventually I suppose I'll make it to Revere Beach when it's not covered in snow. And that day might be sooner than you'd think, since we've been hit with a "warm" week and the snow is finally starting to melt. And by "warm week" I mean that we're into the 40's now, so break out the flip flops, Massachusetts!!
I love it, never seen a beach with snow. I am in Montana so I see a ton of snow, but never on a beach.
ReplyDeleteIt's a special sight to see!! :)
DeleteSnow on the beach! My mind is spaghetti.
ReplyDeleteAlso, if I wasn't in the mood for a beach day before, I definitely am now!!!!!