Accompanying a friend and her two children to a local farm to select pumpkins we somehow ended walking on the beach.
Stiff wind blowed straight at us as we scaled the sandy embankment to the shoreline where upon we were met by dozens of large pink globs.
In October? was my first question. Customarily in the warm waters of summer we do get invasions of the pink jellyfish in Nantucket Sound -- and this summer was a banner year for that. But ordinarily as the water temperatures cool down the jellyfish vanish.
The amount of dead ones on the beach and on the marsh trail were considerable enough to warrant the curiosity of both children -- who wanted to know all about the species and, once informed of the danger of the jellyfish's sting, made a point of running up to strangers walking the beach to warn them of the possible peril.
Not that anyone seemed intent on taking a swim on this day but nevertheless the pubic relations was appreciated by most of the beach walkers as one of the children precisely repeated to them all they just learned about the sting of the jellyfish's tentacles.
The jellyfish on the shoreline may have been dead but as we looked into the water we saw many floating, indicating they are still here. When it came to "How come?" from one of the children, I confessed ignorance and hoped for some relief in educating them on this subject.
But small children have a way of persisting and the subject was not easily suspended until it ended up in a Google search on the tablet secured in their mother's backpack -- on pink jellyfish and their habits.
Returning to the parking lot and the car full of plump bright pumpkins, I had to admit that it did seem a bit incongruous to have such a seasonal overlap -- residual vibrations of the hot summer days on the Sound and the present autumnal harvest.
But maybe that is one of the things that makes living on Cape Cod interesting.