A low-light late-spring day in Los Angeles – the sun came out in late afternoon, for a few minutes, before the gloom off the Pacific rolled back in. But in the egrets were dancing in the odd darkness down at the Bellona Lagoon by the airport. The ducks watched from the lawn and, on the other side of the sand dunes, the gulls were napping on the empty beach. There was one surfer, and the airliners roared on out, headed elsewhere. ~ Tuesday, May 26, 2015