The Flying Comb

Each week I collect items left on the beach in Carmel-by the-Sea. The process includes taking a photo of my finds. I was surprised that this week’s photo included a stop action shot of my orange comb. I assume when I reached into my pocket for my phone/camera, the comb flew out and timed its descent with my touching the screen on my phone, or something close to that. It’s a head-scratcher.