early Thursday evening
Sometimes evenings from 7H porch or my chair, I watch birds fly past, always west, toward the sun as it closes the day. Usually pelicans, sometimes flights of a dozen or more, more often just two or three, finally as if bringing up the end, a lone bird. And then after a wait, maybe another. The ospreys don't do this like other birds do, from here just the gulls and pelicans. Watching a lone bird fly past, for a person in grief, sometimes symbolizes the last goodbye of a loved one who has died. Once in a while, to end a funeral, kin or the undertaker may release a dove that flies away. It can be strong symbolism, especially in that Christians identify doves with the Holy Spirit. But it might be any flying creature in nature, a bird, a butterfly or moth, a dragonfly, a creature that's here and then gone. Anyway, it's happening as the sun goes down this evening - - the last of the pelicans leaving their daytime fishing spots and flying past, usually very low just skimming