Home sweet home, with the porch nicely cared for. Who lives here?
American oystercatchers. Should you miss the orange red beak, look for the strong wing pattern visible here.
American surf-swimmer. Brrr!
"I celebrate myself, and sing myself,/And what I assume you shall assume,/For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.//I loafe and invite my soul,/I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass."