A Quiet Morning

Both The Fuzz and His Sweetie are early risers these days.
At home it is usually His Sweetie first.
But when camping, it tends to be The Fuzz.
He thinks it may be something about a campfire and a cup of coffee.

But be that as it may...

There was still one more day here in Maine, before heading east to New York State.  And The Fuzz was up before sunrise again.

He decided this would be a good time to slip down to the shoreline with his camera, and see what he would find.

The tide was out of course,

and these guys weren't going anywhere.

But The Fuzz was looking for the sun...

Who finally made an appearance.

But not everyone was high and dry.

As the sun climbed higher into the morning sky,

It was time for a bit of breakfast.
And The Fuzz thought so too;
And so began to head back to camp.

We told you these guys were everywhere!

By now, it was pretty much daylight.

It had been a nice morning already.

But it was time for The Fuzz to go and get a bite, himself.

The Fuzz enjoyed this little bit of Maine.
In fact, he would love to come back some time.
But let's face it;
It is a long way from his home in the North Carolina Woods!

And yet...
maybe someday...

After all, who knows what the future will bring?