Bruce left his sandals on the high point of a sand bar on Pawleys Island while he went wading today. By the time he returned, the tide had come in and his sandals were now sitting on very small island.
A small grass hopper had become trapped on the island and taken refuge from the approaching tide atop Bruce's sandal.
Bruce coached the happless creature onto his finger then released it in the sea oats beyond the hight tide line
He's such a nature lover.
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