But during this time I have been able to spend my time looking back at my life and things that I have collected along the way. Nick nacks I have picked up in my travels, photographs I have taken, books that I have purchased but never fully getting the opportunity to read a second time once the glamour of the new page has gone and being able to actually enjoy the book for its contents.
Then there is the things that I have seen these past few days; Sunday as I was driving over the Purdy spit I noticed about 2 or 3 hundred seagulls diving and plummeting into the water as if their bodies became cupids spears and the hearts of the little fish schooling in the water were calling them by name. I was fascinated as each of those birds would crash into the water mere inches from where another had only moments before plunged in and fear that the sharp beak of the second would accidently pierce the heart of the first. But nature has awe inspiring instincts and they would both rise only to play this deadly tango with the other two hundred and ninety eight others circling and diving around them.
The last time I was witness to such a spectacle was when I was back in the south pacific and we were hunting the elusive yet highly sought after Wahoo. Then two it was a magical dance to see the swirling birds that always seem to know when to fly straight and when to turn, when to fly high and when to dive.
But my time online must be cut short as I have a hike to make before I can rest. And rest its self is an elusive creature not often found and once found not often long.
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