If all the world’s a stage, this pelican owns the scene at Treasure Island.
I saw her for the first time yesterday, on an early morning walk along the beach. When the marine layer lifted, she came into view–a starlet on an elevated platform.
No dramatic dives. No call-and-response with the cacophonous seagulls who invaded her airspace.
Just a commanding presence against a backdrop of churn, voguing for an audience of one.
A brown pelican isn’t the showiest seabird, let alone the most exotic of her species. But she’s perfect in her own right, and bold enough to take her mark in the spotlight.