As I walked up to St Andrew Beach, I witnessed two men fishing out small sharks from the waves. They were flopping around, suffocating on the beach. I was furious and tried to stop them. The park ranger said they were allowed to fish. Heartbroken while the men were blasting music and laughing, I got as far away from them as I could with my dog following me and came across these exquisite fallen trees. I was captured by the fossil look to the branches with their barnacles and wildlife crawling around them. As the tide came up, t just engulfed the trees in water and transformed into a whole other beach.
