Any day with pelicans in it is a really good day, even when the light is flat, the sky is flat, the ocean is flat. It's the height of the summer season in Olympic National Park, and the flat gray weather doesn't keep the visitors—many of them international travelers to judge by the languages they are speaking— off the beach any more than it keeps me off the beach.
Walk even a little ways to the north, and all is much more quiet.
Picked up more rocks than usual. Sat by a log for a long time and finished my book, then started the next one. At one point I looked up at there were two pelicans cruising by, north to south; just the two. Later there was an eagle.
2 comments:
such summer day peacefulness...the sounds of the sea, seabirds across the moving water, solitude, and a good book!
Wow! Look at all those people!! said Sally.
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