Seiko

Still Walking with my Woman

 

"After seeing our owl this morning, I'm bored with this walking stuff" I heard myself saying. "Me too," she replied. "OK, let's go to Crown Point." "Great."

We watched an off-road trash truck chase down some birds on the beach, as it went from can to can.



That trash truck's tire tracks tempted the two of us, so we trod in them.



Thursday morning 8 am in early February; who would be skiing?



Apparently these people.



We spotted some ducks - a couple hundred of them, all clustered together near the low tide line



and one lonely shore bird.



Perhaps to keep us entertained, the ducks' leader decided to bring them all on-shore to forage in the grass.



My wife watched with great amusement and affection.



They rarely stop for a moment, but here's a closer look at their plumage.



People are so oblivious -- at least a dozen runners went right at them, or through them (sending them scattering) rather than divert from their pre-ordained route.



and dog walkers didn't seem to care that their dogs drove the ducks away in a flurry. In a hurry.





But only to the shore for a moment, 



they swam south a hundred feet,



then started back up the beach. pretty much in single file.



until another oblivious dog walker drove them back.



I guess it's not all roses being a bird (even though they can fly, and we can't).



We can row, though.



and stretch.



But birds can stand on top of the buoy - that's pretty cool,