The first picture is of the light house on Assateague and the new moon
Grandma washing off the sand from the shells in a big lagoon.
This is one of the wild ponies that live on the island of Assateague. Most think that the first ponies came to the island when a Spanish ship sank near the island during a hurricane hundreds of years ago. The horses swam to the island and have been living there every since.
The light house on Assateague was built in 1862 and has been warning ships to stay away from the beaches every sence.
This is a small island in a lagoon. The dark line in the back ground is the beach and the light line behind it is the ocean.
The roads were closed but Patsy and I walked a few miles into the park to see a few of the lookouts and the tunnel. The snow was high but the roads were clear as far as we went.