This is a photo.
I took it one day on the water. It was on a Saturday morning or Sunday when I was sipping coffee and and watching the concentric circles expanding on the water, not knowing if they came from a diving bird, or something else.
And then, it broke the surface, or should I say, came through a portal and explored the marina wondering where it had landed. It was like that, it really was.
I love these pictures of the same, small seal that swam in through a Tardis of marbled endpapers. It came. It swam. It wandered about and it ate. Then, it disappeared.