| There
is a tradition in my family created by my oldest brother, that on Yom
Kippur we go for a hike in silence and have a walk with God as it were.
There is a long path that parallels the beach through the dunes and
then circles back on the beach itself. On my trek, I didn't run into a
single person. But on my way back I ran into this funny little bird I
had never seen before and not sure why not. I did a search on the
internet and found out it is a "Godwit" - a marbled one to be precise.
Given the day - I could only chuckle at the appropriate name. It has
been pointed out to me that my mother would have surely liked this
piece a lot - I suspect that is true. |
