The Southern California June gloom continued until Saturday, the 13th. Since I have not gone birding due the inclement weather, my wife insisted that we try for the Little Blue Heron at Playa del Rey, dark skies notwithstanding.
After a couple of hours of searching and waiting, the rare wader was still nowhere to be found. It appeared that the dark clouds of disappointment will also descend upon us. Not to see a hoped-for rarity after a week long hiatus from birding would break the heart of any staunch birder. But as in quite a few occasions before, a redeeming event happens. A young Brown Pelican flew in out of nowhere and landed on the Del Rey lagoon. Its antics as it tried to bathe in the shallow waters alleviated the depressing mood that was beginning to creep in on me.
Will I be able to overcome this dark state of my birding soul? Thanks to my encouraging wife who always "stands by her man" and to the bathing attempts of a young pelican, well, I can.
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