Calm waters in this shallow bay.
Nature is in no rush at all.
On this lazy, lazy coast.
A white heron wading.
All elegance and awkwardness.
Today I wish.
I knew more names of birds.
These un-named are diving into the water.
In pairs.
They shriek with giddy laughter.
3 men fish off the rocks.
One quietly sings a tune.
In something like french.
I want to live inside.
His Acadian lilt.
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