Carpe Diem or Sea Lion Buffet

Sometimes we must seize the moment if not the entire day. An accident forced my better half and I off the interstate one morning. We cut through the town of Steilacoom, Washington, on our way back to the office.

A king tide filled Chambers Bay, near the famed golf course. The lower part of the bay filled with cormorant, ducks, geese, heron, and sea gulls. Missing were the eagles and osprey.

We pulled off to the side of the road. The birds dove and surfaced. The ducks quacked. The gulls squawked. The geese honked. The cormorant and heron silent. The narrow top of the bay empty. No birds.

The water at the head of the bay boiled for a moment. A large head cut through the surface followed by two more. Three Steller’s Sea Lions feasted on a salmon run.

We moved our car up the road for a closer look.

“Whoa man, don’t harsh my mellow.” Or perhaps it was saying, “You can call me anything, just don’t call me late for dinner.” Or for the Mike Myers fans, “Salmon, salmon, salmon, get in my belly.”

This is one of the sea lions playing in the current at the lowest fall of Chambers Creek at the head of Chambers Bay.

If you can’t “carpe diem,” then look around, you might find an pleasant surprise waiting for you in the moment.

Until next week.



About Fannie Cranium

Writing since she could first hold a pen, Tracy Perkins formed her alter ego, "Fannie Cranium" at the suggestion of her husband. Tracy understands smiling makes people wonder what she’s been up to.
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One Response to Carpe Diem or Sea Lion Buffet

  1. kerbey says:

    Get the salmon in my belly, too!

    Liked by 1 person

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