A lone heron took watch over the sea lions; round males
with their hoarse barks, whistles, groans, and big splashes,
while the women rolled through the water like water itself,
a slight ruffle on the surface. Other birds arrived in Noyo Harbor
to witness the ways in which the colors of the morning
shifted and the sky opened onto itself. And I sat with my love
on a deck overlooking what can only be thought of as
magic and beauty, with a heart full of thanks. xo
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