by Crashing Vor
In the winter and spring of 2006, we had a lot more pelicans on Bayou St. John than we usually do. They are lovely and graceful birds, over four feet long, six in wingspan clad in gray-brown feathers that seem to shift in hue as the pelicans wheel and dive. As uplifting as it was to see our winged neighbors after an autumn with few signs of life, their visit was a reminder of sad tidings: their home was trashed.
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