This lovely pelican is not just a wistful reminder of more relaxed days, but is also going to be a living virtual trophy (if that makes sense) that I will present to people who practice random acts of kindness to or near my life. I want you to imagine the pelican snapping its glorious beak in appreciation.
Today's pelican snaps are to the nice girl with a big tennis bag who scraped my sobbing son off the wet bike path after he skidded on some gravel and crashed his bike into a (short) cement pole, wiped his tears away and told him he'd be ok, then fished the last bandaid out of her bag to patch up his bloody knee. Thank you very much for not passing him by like others did. He's very grateful, and so am I, as I wasn't there. If he ever points to you on the path, I promise to thank you in person.
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Oh Bumblebee! Ouch. Also, the pelican thing would be much nicer if I weren't slightly scared of them and their snappiness... I have been snapped by a swan and I can only think a pelican would be much worse! Also fishier.
Isn't is nice to know that people will stop and help. I hope your lad is recovering.
He wasn't badly hurt, nothing an icypole and a fresh bandaid couldn't fix, but he was pretty upset (he hates the sight of his own blood!)and she was very soothing, apparently.
jac, I've been chased by swans and geese, but never pelicans. They're just too cool for that. If you ever get a chance to hang around with the pelicans at the Melbourne Zoo at feeding time, you'll be over the fears in no time.
poor Bee! and lovely girl. I hope you do get to meet her. and shame on people not stopping. how base.
I've been closely eyeballed by pelicans for food. but they've always maintained a dignified distance while seagulls jostled.
The pelican!
The pelican!
His beak can hold more than his belly-can!
Sorry, I just can't help it. Every time I see a pelican, I have to say it. Inherited from my grandfather I think.
A pelican did once chase my eldest child. Mind you, my eldest child was chasing the pelican first.
Yay for friendly people who stop and help.
I always thought that rhyme came from Hillaire Belloch, but upon googling I find it is an American called Dixon Lanier Merritt, and he wrote it in 1910. There you go.
I love pelicans *because* they remind me of my grandfather. It's something to do with the eyes and the shape of the head.
Kind people rock. I once went over my handlebars when I was about eleven and I still remember how comforting it felt to have someone help me up and dress my wounds and generally just be sympathetic.
I just have to say that them kodak moments I've been looking at brings back happy memories!
I sit back with excitement and tears looking at this priceless art! It's funny how a simple picture when seen can tell a whollllleeee story! haha well hey guys thanks so much for sharing, sometimes people need an enlightment of visual beauty to uplift the soul, and this sure did do the job!
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