I'll get back to Mona listening to Bunny, Bob, but for now I can only write what's in the pictures. I don't know why, but that's the way things are working for me these days. WLT is about to get very interesting for you, kind of leaps off on a tangent shortly after Ray looks to sell it. Very strange but fascinating.
The pelican lands on the sea with all the grace of a crashing plane. Mona watches as it flies nearer and nearer to the neighbor's moored boat. The ungainly bird's wings shift this way and that looking like it's trying to slip between air currents. The pelican's oversized beak sags as it tries to sight in a landing place on the boat bobbing serenely tied to the float. The surface of the water is calm and the breeze feels light but the bird shifts position as if battling hurricane forces. As it nears the boat Mona sees the big bird almost shrug as it veers off to one side and lands untidily in the swells, swiveling around to see who noticed.
--Barbara
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