So many seashores here, with the great Gulf of Mexico framed by bays and back bays and lagunas and islands all shifting between sand and sea and fresh water intrusions. I often am not sure which named body of water I’m looking at, although the waves certainly grow as one meets larger seas.
But it’s the life and death and life that’s most fascinating.
First, the life. Pelicans soaring (we’re talking, like, a five-foot wingspan), seagulls searching, ducks cruising (mostly on the back bays). An occasional fish jumping, but most visible are the birds, for they can avoid humans, or take food from them, with less risk to themselves. The birds are also quite social, as you can see in this short video.
And then the death, which feeds the life.
That soaring pelican just dove at high-speed into the water to end the life of a fish; we just saw a dead sea turtle lying on the shore (as if asleep, dear one, probably out too long on one of the cold nights here—couldn’t bear to take a pic). The sea turtle death felt sad, but then again, there is so much life that was not here before.
Yes, my hubby tells me, when he was growing up in the 60s and 70s, there was much more death and less of life. No pelicans (poisoned by DDT), few ducks (over-hunted?), but the seagulls survive everything. Now, I think there may be fewer types of fish instead, but over all, life has improved and habitats have been more protected. The dunes, for example, are much bigger than hubby remembers when he and his friends used to drive over them and trample them down (can’t do that anymore).
So, the humans have become a tad wiser in their stewardship role over the creatures of the Earth. The cycle of life and death continues, but there is more of life, and both things are good. 🙂
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