Hierdie oomblik in een van my gunstelingskrywers Pat Conroy se roman Beach Music was vir my so mooi dat ek dit neergeskryf het:

A squadron of brown pelicans flew overhead, their shape and wingspan so effortless in the morning air that their appearance seemed a quiet psalm in praise of flight itself. They passed over us like shadows stolen from the souls of other shadows. – Pat Conroy, Beach Music

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