One young man moved with proficiency as he pulled his line up...huge bird and all. His friend threw a t shirt over the pelican's head, grabbed its bill and the other proceeded to cut the hook out of the bird's wing. They had done this before. As the pelican was thrown back in he took flight then landed on the water to recover from the ordeal no doubt.
There were schools of thousands of small fish that were being dined upon. A feast for the eye. Afterwards we went into the water which was so warm and very wavy. We rode the waves and I found that when I figured how to move with them the ride was easier... less water in my mouth..eyes. When I tried to push past them I struggled. So I learned to let go of how I wanted it to be and relax into the flow that moved me along with ease...maybe not exactly where I wanted to go but perhaps where I needed to go. Life is just like that too don't you think?
Pic.. not the Naples beach.. this California... but it fits!
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