I stopped by the inlet yesterday to photograph the progress on the bridge. It was windy and bitter cold and I did not think to dress warmer until I was far away from the van. At the end of a rock jetty, a group of gulls hovered, gliding but going nowhere in the spray.
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A hovering calm
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