Pelicans

Summary

The text describes a rare and serene gathering of pelicans observed off the coast, engaged in what is whimsically described as a silent prayer.

Abstract

The article titled "Pelicans" under the subheading "A Silent Congregation" captures a unique moment where a large number of pelicans are seen congregating on the ocean's surface. These birds, which are typically only seen twice a year during their migration, are depicted as forming a quiet, reverent assembly. The author, Wolfstuff, poetically describes the scene as the pelicans partaking in a silent prayer, contrasting their quietude with the audible barking of seals in the background. The congregation of hundreds of pelicans, possibly resting and feeding, is presented as a captivating spectacle that transforms the ocean surface into a place of mystical gathering, reflecting the author's appreciation for the natural world and the majesty of these birds.

Opinions

The author views the pelicans' presence as an unusual and noteworthy event, given their infrequent appearances.
The pelicans are personified as engaging in a spiritual act, suggesting the author's sense of wonder and respect for the birds.
The silence of the pelicans is emphasized, which the author finds striking enough to note in contrast to the vocal seals.
The author implies a sense of mystery about the pelicans' preferences for certain waters over others, hinting at a deeper ecological narrative.
The use of the term "strange priesthood" conveys the author's intrigue and perhaps a touch of humor regarding the pelicans' behavior.
The author seems to value the natural spectacle provided by the pelicans, appreciating both their visual impact and the quiet, reflective atmosphere they create.

A Silent Congregation

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On the water in silent prayer a congregation of pelicans

A strange priesthood, these pelicans.

We don’t see them often, as a rule only twice a year as they migrate up or down the coast for more preferable pelican waters (not sure what’s wrong with our waters, but there you have it). When they do arrive though, it makes for a nice spectacle: hundreds of these amazing birds either streaming past as a feathery, low-flying river, or catching a breather (along with some fish, one would assume) on the undulating pacific surface.

This morning — we’d had them all through the last couple of days, an acre or two of pelicans (hundreds) seemed to huddle together in silent prayer.

Not a sound though, you could hear the seals bark in the background.

Pelicans praying to their Pelican God is silent business.

Pelicans

A Silent Congregation

Wolfstuff

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