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Camera. I forgot again to bring the camera. It’s been cold and rainy this afternoon, but I had some packages that needed to go out: one son at college discovered a sudden need for warm wool sweaters he’d left home (I’m trying not to type, duh, kid, ya think? I’m really trying), and there were a couple of kits that had arrived from UCSF’s lupus genetics study to be forwarded to a couple of my kids. So my youngest and I waited for a break in the downpour and ran for the car.
The good thing about playing passenger is that you get to see as you go: the snowy egrets are always so graceful. The road to the post office runs alongside the marshlands at the edge of San Francisco Bay. The sky was a quiet shade of gray, the cattails and reeds subdued, but as the water opened up to view, there was a flock of pelicans whose feathers somehow shone very white, as if they’d absorbed the sun and stored it up for the winter and were willing to share with all. Rain? What’s a little water to a pelican? They looked absolutely radiant. One dipped its long beak down deep, then tilted its head up and back as it swallowed its fish, and looked for all the world as if it were laughing for sheer joy.
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I love your description – almost better than posting a photo. Makes me want to jump in the car and take a drive toward the airport!
Comment by Allison 11.14.06 @ 6:30 amTake East Bayshore between San Antonio and Page Mill…
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