Sunday's Diversion Excursion (where Daughter and I attempted to focus on anything other than the fact that Son had just returned home from being away all week and immediately trotted off up the road with friends) took us to Bethel Beach, which on this particular day was sunny, breezy and warm.
On the way there, I had to swerve several times to avoid a pesky road hazard.
This particular road hazard blends in quite well with its own habitat,
otherwise known as
swamp mud the marsh.
On the surface, all seems OK. There's nothing going on here.
But the predator is there.
And that predator is also all over the roads of Onemo.
It's important to note that the roads of Onemo are
rarely barely above sea level, which may explain why these beasts are confused about where they belong.
Anyway, even though they're not my favorite creatures, I do try to avoid running over them, which makes for a very exciting Sunday drive, particularly if you're Chesapeake Bay Daughter, who hasn't been down this way and experienced Driving to Avoid Fiddler Crabs in some time.