It's a tough assignment, but somebody's gotta go find The Slack and bring it back to you poor slobs. Herewith:
No sand dollars today but I did spy this little guy:
He seemed still alive so I left him alone as we walked on by. On the return trip about 20 minutes later, he had moved himself about three inches toward the water. Such efforts should be rewarded so he was flung back into the treacherous currents off the Point. Live, boy! Run! Live!
I remembered this picture from March 1st, that I forgot to share, it's my favorite schooner taking tourists out for an afternoon cruise: