We have lived close to the Puget Sound for many years. Just this weekend we finally saw our resident Orca pods when we were camping out on Orcas Island, one of the San Juan Islands in the Sound.
I stopped taking pictures, because I was missing the fun. Missing the magical moments. One of the females has a black heart framing the entry to her promiscuous parts on her white belly. They are all named. The captains and locals who care, know them by the colors and patterns on their saddles and the shape of their dorsal fin. When they die, they disappear. The family is ruled by a matriarch. They stay together for life.
They are tactile and often touch each other with their fins and lie belly to belly even when not breeding. They roll around and caress each other, smiling all the while.
The things they like most to do are eat, breed, and sleep. In that order. Whatever time is left over, they spend being curious, and playful. Shouldn't we?
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I will never forget seeing the whales off Cape Cod when I last visited there. Truly magnificent creatures.
One of our most wonderful vacations was spent on Orcas Island. We didn't see any orca whales while we were there, but we often see them along our California coast, them and the blues as they migrate. It truly is a blessing.
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