At the end of Part II, a snowy owl had interrupted our eastward progress.
The six legs turned west towards home…
To the north, clouds lingered.
But the southern sky was clearing, shadows were forming.
A beach-colored dog on a beach in full sun is a splendid sight.
Coquina explored the north side of the dunes.
My friend RW calls Coquina “Miss Fuzz-butt”.
The dark clouds made a fine backdrop for a portrait.
What a handsome looking creature.