All is Well That Ends Well

 

Last Saturday I went in the late afternoon to Bear River.  The light that evening was beautiful and soft but when I got to the refuge the sky was cloudy and the light became diffused but remained soft. 

I was glad to see a group of Ring-billed gulls who were from time to time hovering in the sky and looking for fish.

  

The gulls were sometimes flying toward me with their wings wide open and then they were changing their direction moving away from me.

The gulls hovered in the air for several seconds and mesmerized me with their beauty.

It's gets dark quickly in November.  Leaving the Bear River I decided to turn on headlights but they didn't respond.  Oh, no... I don't want to enter Brigham City with emergency lights on. Recently I have been rushing through life with emergency headlights on while everything and everyone around me is floating like in a slow motion film.  

All is well that ends well.  I got home safe with a few decent photographs of flying Ring-billed gulls. 

Generally, life is good!