With heavy wings, he begins to take flight.

Finding his rhythm, the air lifts him out of the water below.

He floats above the crest of a swelling wave.

Watching for his morning meal,

he soars up in the air, circling, circling.

He stretches his neck as he begins to plummet back to the ocean.

Crashing, splashing, and catching his prey.

Breakfast is served.