Just past the pier in Santa Barbara were a dozen trucks.
Rollers, diggers, sand rakes.
Working like beavers to build a berm.
A berm? you ask.
A giant mound of sand and stones.
To protect tidewaters from the sea.
Little lakes where coastal birds swim.
Nest, socialize, feed with neighbors.
Live a simple life.
Mother Earth must be proud
of humans with machines.
Not tearing down, but building up.
Guarding avian routines.
Lynn Benjamin
November 24, 2023
