What is it about birds that fascinates us so? Possibly the idea of flight, of soaring and skimming -- things that we can't do.
But I also like to see birds moving across the water. This pelican looks so solemn, with his long nose and stately mien, cruising across the marshes. I remember the old ditty:
A very queer bird is the pelican.
His beak can hold more than his belly can.
And I don't see how in the hell he can.
But it doesn't fit, does it. This bird is beautiful when it swims, and when it flies, oh my it's lovely. Taken west of Logan, June 09.