Ken Norris | MOMENT

Splash of a wave, and the red-crested cardinals come bounding over towards where I’m sitting. It’s a distance too short for flight. They fidget a bit in my proximity, then flap wings and go. The Hawaiian kids are out there with their surfboards, waiting for the perfect wave. I’m a little stunned for lack of…

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