The Pelican patiently watched me approach in my kayak, but it did not take flight. Had he concluded I was harmless? Or did the Pelican want to be photographed?

The Pelican posed for more than thirty pictures but never budged from its perch in a tree on a tiny uninhabited island. I had hoped he would take flight. I wanted a show, but I didn’t get one. The reward for my effort would be not only my photo but the opportunity to spend ten minutes observing this magnificent bird.

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Writer, blogger, lover of nature, music, photography, and Goldendoodles. Top writer in Government. Editor of Dean’s List.

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