It's funny sometimes how we plan for what we want and typically are not ready for what we get. I had been looking the other way, only to turn at the last moment to see what was going on behind me. The sun was setting, the ocean was foaming and the gull sat pondering the pond. Can you imagine being that bird taking flight to start a journey that could take weeks if not months to reach its destination across the pond. What a blast it would be eh? When can I start?!