Doubtless unaware of her preference for brown pelicans, or perhaps trying to win her over, this white pelican at Pawnee Lake swam over to Jessica to have his picture made.
And then he and a bunch of his friends flew off into the sunset.
I was born on the shores of the Chesapeake Bay
Maryland and Virginia have faded away
And I keep thinking tomorrow is coming today
So I am endlessly waiting...
—A. Duritz and Counting Crows, "St. Robinson and His Cadillac Dream"
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