It's beach season here. Other than late summer and fall, the beaches are too cold and/or windy, and in early summer too foggy, to be reliably enjoyable. At no time of year is the water very warm: the ocean current flows from the north, which makes it chillier than on the coast of Norway, its beaches benefiting from water coming the other direction.
When we drove out to the beach for a birthday party the roadways were thick with Queen Anne's Lace. If I'd been alone I'd have been very late for the party from stopping to take pictures. One guest brought a stem of it.
Of course, flowers love to grow at the beach cottage, too, and the young girls love to make bouquets.
Years ago our friends released some domestic geese into the lagoon and we think it is their descendants who mingle with the indigenous fowl.