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.