Some days you just need a walk.
Sometimes the walk is not long enough, so you walk it again.
Sometimes the walk is interrupted …
… is that a seal?
No, it’s a rock.
Has there always been a rock there? Beside that pressure ridge?
I think so.
I spent all summer thinking those rocks over that other side were seals.
I even convinced a few others.
That’s a bit embarrassing.
He’d gone before I could correct the record. Sorry!
It is a seal!
A sealy rock? A sealy looking rock?
The rocks are grey. Grey-ey brown.
That rock’s black. Like water slickened fur.
And it’s right beside a pressure ridge and some open water. There’s no rock there!
It IS a seal! The first of the summer!
He’s just in time for the blizzard.
Sealy seal.
- Ben Patrick
