May 30, 2008
8 pm

The tide is at its peak. There is a wind out of the south south east. Black clouds blanket the sky in the west and the sea is grey and choppy. Crossing the bridge I pass two girls walking, and a young Chinese couple fishing. There are a few power boats out in spite of the cold. Again I saw only one tern, a few sandpipers, a flock of geese or ducks high over the inland shore of the bay and a solitary gull floating above the bridge in the stiff wind.