A flock of mergansers flew in over the weekend; it was great fun to watch them dancing and preening on the beach. Great fun to watch them fly and swim, as well: they'd take off suddenly, with a great rush of wings, and then turn and land back in the lagoon again with a huge splash and then paddle furiously to shore as if in a race, their crests flying out behind them in the wind.
I wonder, sometimes, what it would be like to be part of a family or community like that, to be instinctively connected, to move together so effortlessly, to communicate so seamlessly...
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