Out on the mudflat, mulling over mudthings. The tide is about to turn. Hitch up your pants and head for shore.
Very cool. My dad has been dead for 20 years or so. He was a (complicated) strange person, but he did teach me to appreciate wildlife.
My father died 18 years ago. In a quiet way he was a nature nut, and my fondest memories of him involve nature watching.
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