Life in the bay.

Families are a strange thing.

Every morning I woke up on the bay there would be squawking little groups and in the evening, I’d be greeted by the same. I imagined it was a bit like them saying goodbye for the day and then coming home to spend the evenings together.

It’s an interesting thing to think about. It seems small

I don’t know if the birds in the bay are what humans consider families, but I like them all the same.

There are birds that speak to each other in the morning when I wake up and in the afternoon just as the sun is setting. I imagine it’s a bit like families leaving for the day and then coming home to spend the evenings together.

Weather is a strange thing here. In Chicago, fog is an ominous, cold thing. Here, I welcome it.

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