If you live along the Pacific Northwest coast, you've likely been bombarded with a new term: bomb cyclone. Apparently, it's an actual real honest to goodness meteorological phenomenon and not just another media tactic to get our attention (looking at you atmospheric river). I prepared for the event with supplies and everything, bracing for the worst, but the storm didn't come, so I decided to go to the storm instead.
The turbulent sky was the star of the show. But to my surprise, I saw a flock of seagulls perched on the rocks watching in silence, which was broken by a cry now and then.
In the high tide, the sound of the waves.
I stood on the shore and watched the sky. The clouds were the outer arm of the bomb cyclone, spinning around the mainland in its breezy embrace. I kept on walking down the seawall and left the seagulls to their devices.
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