For the first time since January I couldn't hear any Humpback Whales during my ocean swim. Sometimes the moans, groans and whistles sound like the cries of all the tormented souls in hell, other times they are more like a noisy barnyard. And now all is quiet. There is an emptiness and a void and swimming isn't quite the same. They'll be back next winter and I'll be waiting.
Winter island style
2 years ago
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