I promise you this is the last posting from the trip to Maine, lest you get tired of seeing the photos. I spent considerable morning time along the beach to witness sunrises, and explore. 
Seashells, and the like were everywhere to see. The seaweed varieties were caught on the shore with low tide. The yellowish colors were attractive to see, but they were extremely slippery, especially when the many rocks were, also, wet.
Gulls; loons; ducks; cormorants, and herons were everywhere. They 
began chattering while the darkness was still upon us all. They would drift slowly past me. 
I only saw one boat heading out to the bay during those early minutes.
She shells by the She shore!
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