Dreary day #2

More of the same as yesterday, weather-wise. Had two other entry titles in mind - Birds of a feather . . . and Who called this meeting? - decided dreary day was the best fit.

There were three people on the beach today when I was there - a man treasure hunting with an electronic finder, a woman just taking a walk, and me with a camera.

It's the type of cold that kinda seeks out your skin regardless of what you're wearing - damp, biting, raw. Still, would never pass up a chance to be on the beach. (It really looks a bit better in the larger version).