The Professor and I have left the northern regions
and vacationing in warmth and sunshine
spending the last several evenings filled with old friends and laughter
and other new friends and their squawks
like this gull this evening
standing so regal facing the setting sun.
There is something peaceful and mesmerizing
watching these feathered guys running back and forth along the shoreline.
They move so fast along the water line
back and forth
back and forth
up and down poking their bills
into the sand for what I have no idea.
Food I suppose.
I guess this little Sanderling has been finding
quite a bit of food.
He's a bit chubby.
As the day says its goodbyes
this is our view
every night
on the beach
in
our beach chairs
with a glass of wine.
Life is good.
~
missing the mom gene