Today on the spur of the moment we decided to visit Little Talbot Island State Park. Even though it’s called “Little” Talbot Island, its sister state park, Big Talbot Island, is actually smaller due to erosion.

Due to the cool weather, the area of the state park near the beach swirled sepulchrally with fog, enveloping the beach and immediate environs in a veil that felt much unlike Florida. Rather Lovecraftian, really, though we saw no Old Ones clambering from the undulating mist. (Photo by quoderat.)

The foredunes looked like a desert. (Photo by zanna.)

The beach and surf strewn with shells and wreathed in fog. (Photo by quoderat.)

Some parts of the beach had thousands of shells, which is unusual on the Atlantic coast. (Photo by quoderat.)

The various strata of the beach’s retreat and advance seen in a wordless tale told in literal earth-tones. (Photo by zanna.)

We believe this is a species of prickly pear, but it’s strangely difficult to find any information about these plants. (Photo by quoderat.)