Day 212 - a Year by the Sea

The fog still blanketed the marsh and on the overlook I found two feathers tangled together. It was the tiniest spot of color on the bleached floorboards but it was arresting. The birds enjoy sitting here because it is less visited by the two legs who are making life hell for the piping plover who nested on Revere Beach nearby. The result can be something like “Kilroy was here”. The bird(s) left a little bit of movable graffiti for me to find and enjoy.

Ciao!

-Jorge

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