I’m still discovering unintentional collections in my photos. There’s just something about pelicans, isn’t there? (Incoming! Sploosh!)
But until I was finalizing these for posting, I’d never noticed the pelican’s left foot in this next photo. Look how it’s folded down over the rock.
Of course I’m used to seeing birds grip things with their feet, but had never thought about that in connection with webbed feet. I guess, if pressed, I’d have said those feet had some flexibility, but not as much as other birds’ feet. And once I saw it in that photo, I saw it here, too.
Well, whaddya know? Clams got legs and birds got hands.
The pelicans around the pier in Newport Beach, CA are wonderful, too. Shaggy beasts, they gather on the fish-market roof and wait for the tides or ?
I wonder if birds dream and, if so, would they dream of — having hands? — like we dream of flying? Apparently every race on earth has the flying dream…
Sometimes, for me, it is just 6 inches above the ground and I wonder, in my dream, why I never did this before?!
Barbara – Maybe they dream of opening cans of sardines. I’d always thought of birds’ wings as their replacement for our hands – now I’m looking at their feet with a different eye.