I’m not sure if this is a metaphor or not. I usually don’t go looking for a metaphor for life. But, often, as I think about what I’ve observed, I can apply it to life.
We’d heard reports of orcas being seen from Sea Lion Caves all week. So we stopped at the Hwy 101 overlook, just north of there, yesterday. As is usually the case my attention span, and the tiny specs that I have to look for in the distance for most whale watching, are directly proportional. There’s usually something closer to see on the rocks just below the overlook. (Another metaphor I’ve learned from the ocean: If I spend too much time looking for great things in the distance, I miss the beauty in the small things right under my nose.)
But LOOK! With the naked eye I think I see something blue?
Sure enough! It’s breeding season and the male cormorants are displaying their striking, blue, chins to attract the females.
Cormorants and murres share the same general nesting areas. The male cormorant gathers materials and brings them back to the female for her to make the nest.
So I look over another edge and see a different black and white bird.
But LOOK! With the naked eye I think I see orange feet? It’s the Pigeon Guillemot. The little bit of a black bar on the white wing distinguishes the Pigeon Guillemot from the Black Guillemot.
See, if you really pay attention, things are usually not ALL black and white.
…except maybe the Common Murre? But, then, maybe I just need to look closer?