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There's Always One...

On a still morning on the West coast of Florida, this splendid and yet amusing scene presented itself. There they were, a large flock of White Pelicans enjoying the morning sun and in the distance a loner sitting on the still water. My mind wondered why was he out there all by himself...? was he somehow ostracized from the group? Was he injured? Or was he just that one that had to be different. I'm going with that.

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