Low Tide

We went out early onto the breakwater to see the lowest tide of the year and it might well be true that you could walk to the islands. San Francisco Bay will have its wetlands back soon enough, at this rate.

The blue crane was fishing alongside more common birds, not at all put off by my bellowing of "Ev'ry valley...". A seagull stole his fish; the crane pursued while I shouted at the gull, "Hey! don't you know he's endangered?" I like to think it was my intervention that shamed him into dropping the fish. Bad gull.