We headed to French Creek beach this Saturday to enjoy the sunshine and test out the waters and the sand. The water was rather murky, but we ventured in anyway, with more than one exclamation of "Ew, there's seaweed in my shoe!" It wasn't until I was up to my waist that I saw the jellies! They were all around, just bobbing in the tide, about the size of donuts. I didn't know what kind of jellies they were, so I, Arwen on hip, waded out and called the boys out as well, just in case. We caught a few jellies and put them in a bucket and just hung out with them for an hour or so. I have no idea if they were dead or alive, but they sure were pretty! Our book called them "water jellies" or "bicycle jellies".
