After what-passes-for-rain in Southern California, we checked out the lagoon. So did this guy. There was a slight bit of mud, everything sparkled, and the air was heavy with humidity in a peculiar way. The air here is simultaneously salty, windy-dry, and barely humid-feeling; actually it’s much more humid than it feels. To have it truly feel humid was unusual.
The water fowl (least terns?) squawked a group good-bye as we left the area. Our snail had retreated, but we were happy to have had this brief sighting.