It was a windy afternoon on the beach at the end of Craddock Drive. Our family decided to wander down to the end of the beach where we rarely go. After a few minutes our son pointed out to the rocks and said “Look, there’s a sea star.” Out on top of a seaweed covered rock lay a lonely orange sea star.
As we walked over to check out the sea star, and get as close as we possibly could even though the rock was surrounded by water, two seagulls swooped down. One snatched the sea star planning on a tasty lunch while the other gull took chase.
The two birds then engaged in a mid-air battle, each desperately wanting the prize. (It never fails, something exciting always happens when the lighting isn’t great and you have the wrong lens with you!)
After some careful examination my husband realized the sea star was still alive. It was wiggling. Everyone was amazed that after a battle with the gulls,followed by being dropped from high in the air, that the little sea star was still alive.
What a memorable afternoon.