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My Pleasant Afternoon

Today I tooled from coast to coast, I could say.  I started in Manomet, on Plymouth Harbor, where the water is cold, and the creatures in it are fewer, and hardy.  After a half hour drive, I stood in the shallows of Swifts Beach, on Wareham Harbor, on Buzzard's Bay.  In that water, I found lots of hermit crabs, a couple of little unidentified guys, one dirty spider crab, lots of minnows, lots of snails, one small conch, and a stranger to me who most closely resembled a garden snake in markings and movement.  We'll turn a blind eye to the fact that he was in the wrong element. I found quahog shells, and probably would have found quahogs but the tide wasn't right.  What a finer thing is this life!