An evening walk, yesterday, took me to Constellation Park during a low tide.
I’m drawn to the tide pools much like the Sanderlings that feed among them. They feed on little invertebrates; I feed on discoveries and the sights and sounds of nature.
Herons perch on the rocks, taking a pause from their patient stealthy hunts. Then fly off to wade in the shallow waters.
Sea Stars cling to the rocks, most hidden in crevices, waiting for their watery realm to cover them again, hiding them from predators. Occasionally one clings boldly out in the open.
A brightly colored Dogwinkle jumps out among the greens, browns and reds of the algaes, seaweeds and anemones.
Gulls stop to take in their surroundings.
The sun sets as people explore along the shore, heads down searching for treasures. Others peek into the tidepools and a few take in the changing colors of the sky and the peace of the puget sound waters.