Today, my friend, Lou Ann, & I spent about 3 hours with Al & Linda Scarborough out in Pamlico Sound raking for clams. The sky was blue, the clouds white and billowy. The water was warm, with a slight breeze blowing from the South. We gathered enough clams for dinner, as well as extras for clam chowder some other night.
Several years ago I wrote a few paragraphs about clamming. You can read that account here.