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Some evenings, the Gulf decides to put on a show, and this was one of those performances. The water shifted into deep mauve tones, the sky followed suit, and then—right on cue—the sun dropped toward the horizon in a…

Just as the last traces of daylight slipped away, the moon pushed through a cozy layer of clouds and took its place over the Gulf, glowing like it had been waiting all day for its moment. The waves shimmered…

One calm afternoon, the shoreline seemed dipped in shades of soft pink, and right in the middle of it stood a flamingo who had clearly mastered the art of doing absolutely nothing. Balanced effortlessly on one leg, he gazed…

As the sky drifted into its deep twilight blue, I spotted a graceful crane wading through six inches of water, clearly taking his evening constitutional. The moon was already high, spreading a soft silver shimmer across the waves and…

I was taking a stroll along the docks when this magnificent pelican caught my eye — mostly because he was staring at me like I was the odd one. After a brief staring contest (which I lost), we quietly…

Some pelicans like to make an entrance, and this one did it with style. He settled onto the aqua-blue water as gracefully as a feathered ballet dancer, sending soft ripples radiating out around him. The reflection beneath him was…

I came across this flamingo late in the afternoon, moving so slowly it felt almost human — as if it were deep in thought. The water around it was glowing with those ember-like colours you only get at the…

One warm afternoon, I was standing waist-deep in the Gulf when this very dignified white crane came strutting down the shoreline like he owned the entire beach. Beige sand behind him, gray sand beneath him, blue waves in front…

On certain afternoons in Florida, the sky starts sending polite little warnings—this was one of them. The beach had turned a soft gray, the water carried a greenish shimmer, and far out on the horizon the clouds were gathering…

One quiet Saturday afternoon, I was walking along the beach when I spotted one of my favourite locals—Blue Bill, the pelican with the gray feathers, black-tipped wings, a sunshine-yellow head, and of course, that unmistakable blue bill. He was…