The Beach Police

The smell of the sand, the sea, and a distant cry of a lone gull. Waves wash the sand clean while Sandpipers skitter to and fro between the waves in search of a meal.
In comedic difference, an opportunistic group of pelicans, 'the beach police’ lumber slowly, knowing no boundaries as they close in, pushing close while scrutinizing what may be in our bags. The smell of yesterday’s catch has permeated the immediate area. We hold our breath in anticipation that they will move on quickly.

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