We told the kids that it would be fun to sea the seals of Chatham, but we’d have to get there early enough for the feeding off the fish pier.
We made our schedule, witnessing the early fog.
Alas, we forgot that the fishermen would take Memorial Day off.
That meant there was not an abundance of the beautiful creatures feasting on the fish the industry folk deemed not worthy for sale.
We spotted a dark lonely figure near the dock and waited.
Our patience was rewarded when the beautiful creature emerged for air.
I counted cleansing breaths.
It was a rewarding morning meditation, I thought.
A satisfying visit to the pier it was.