Waiting for Supper

It's the Pelicans that wait for the return of the Fisherfolk.

It was glorious at the river this afternoon.....the sky was full of parrots ..pelicans....... and swallows......the clouds became rosy with the afternoon light.... the water was clear .... like glass and full of fish...and many cormorants sitting on the sandbank......it was one of those afternoons that it felt wonderful to be alive.
Down by the River.

“Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it.”
― Norman Maclean