Sundown in San Pedro

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Last night at dusk, Rose and I sat on the edge of our dock with glasses of wine and watched these guys deliver a load of lumber to a neighbor who is rebuilding his pier and restaurant.

The sailboat brought in the lumber and off-loaded it to the skiff, which was then poled into shore across the shallows. Man, that was hard labor.

The water was uncommonly still, as was the air. Even the constant murmur of waves tumbling over the barrier reef was muted.

Meanwhile, pelicans were diving into the water around us, like kamikaze bombers in pursuit of the sardines so thick that, for a brief moment, the sea looked like it was coming to a boil.

These birds are the most graceless hunters I have ever seen.

It is a barely controlled plunge which almost sends them ass over teakettle, were it not for their wings breaking momentum on the water surface. Sometimes they come up with a fish, more often they do not.

Just thought I’d share some of the life on the end of the pier.

5 thoughts on “Sundown in San Pedro

    tacogirl said:
    September 30, 2015 at 6:07 pm

    That is the best kind of reality tv.


    Susan said:
    October 1, 2015 at 1:16 pm

    Huh aaaaaaa…. (that was a sigh in case you didn’t recognize it!) So close to being there I can taste it! Hopefully soon, very soon


    Dawna said:
    October 2, 2015 at 11:21 am

    A lovely picture of your wife Rose. No stress in those eyes, just tranquility! thanks for sharing…………..


    Emily said:
    October 2, 2015 at 7:13 pm

    That is my very favorite time of day, the hour or so that my soul just resonates to. Don’t have to worry about sunscreen, just enjoy the gentle breeze through the leaves or over the water, sometimes some distant musician playing, the birds doing their late afternoon thing, and a glass of wine. Heaven on earth! You captured that feeling well with this post. 🙂


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