Now, almost everything coincided with my line of sight. Not to scare them away, I sat down on the wooden planks of that rustic pier, just a few meters far from them. In those blissful moments, I was the only human being on the wharf. I was not invited to the gathering, but I was not unwelcome either. Almost all of them looking in one direction, as if meditating in group.
One of those, that turn out to be so unexpectedly right at times.Īs I approached the far end of the wharf, I saw a gorgeous flock of Seagulls. Just as I was leaving that charming little beach town called Fairhope, something occurred to me and I stopped by this rather unassuming wharf.Ī last minute kind of a decision.
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