On a recent walk along an island foreshore, I happened across three gregarious pelicans wading into the shallows of the sea. They ventured forth into the wind-whipped waves, bobbing about like little black and white boats, their long and distinctive bills scooping and filtering the briny water in search of a snack of silvery fish.
Three portly pelicans looking out to sea.
Upon sighting them, I was instantly reminded of Colin Thiele's, Storm Boy, a novel set in an isolated coastal landscape and centred around the close relationship between a gentle young boy and a pelican he has rescued and reared. Destruction, loss and change reach this wild place and the young boy who lives upon its dunes. Thiele's carefully-crafted, descriptive words make one's heart ache at the carelessness of those removed so far from nature that they wontonly destroy it. I haven't shared it with my young boy as yet but one day, not too far away, I will.
The pelicans, who prompted my thoughts of Thiele's book, eventually spread their majestic wings and flew, their heavy bodies skimming the water before they reached greater heights.
I hope I encounter them again.