This is another photo of the Seal.

I saw him the other morning at the crack a dawn again.  

Seeing him is almost a religious experience I tellya…  especially when it’s just me and him and we’re looking at each other in the peace and quiet of the morning. 

Me looking at him and him looking at me. 

Dog of the sea.

We dwell in two different worlds, yet our daily routines are entwined.   I wonder where he is when the tide is out and he’s not on his wooden floating pallette.

I want to swim in there and go with him for some adventures under the sea.

I really wish I was a selkie…