Good morning. 🏈🏈🏈9 February 2026I really enjoyed the Super Bowl last night. It’s a lot easier to relax into the game when the team you’re pulling for is in control for three straight hours, and the Seahawks absolutely were. If you didn’t watch, the final score was 29–13, Seattle. They aren’t my usual team, though. Being originally from California, I tend to root for the Rams, Giants, or Chargers. If two California teams ever met in the Super Bowl, I’d be in real trouble. This time, the Seahawks’ West Coast identity made the choice simple—proximity won out. And honestly, you have to pick a side if you want to feel the full excitement of a football game.I also loved the halftime show with Bad Bunny. The staging and visuals were fantastic. I don’t speak Spanish—though I wish I did—but it didn’t matter. Roughly 65 million people across the United States and its territories speak Spanish, which is about one in five. It’s woven into the fabric of American life.I live in Louisiana now, so you might think I’d be a Saints fan. Not quite. Still, unless they’re playing one of my California teams, I can see myself cheering for them. It’s just the local rhythm here.The truth is, I don’t really keep up with football during the season. I’m vaguely aware games are happening somewhere, and I’ll catch one when the mood strikes. But I always watch the Super Bowl, and I enjoy Thanksgiving games when I’m somewhere that actually gets TV reception. We usually spend Thanksgiving at our little house in Georgia, where we don’t get any channels at all. I’m working on fixing that.“Where we love is home — home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts.” — Oliver Wendell Holmes “To have another language is to possess a second soul.” — Charlemagne “Football is the ballet of the masses.” — Dmitri Shostakovich #photo #photography #photographer #wildlife #nature #bird #birds #birding #birdwatching #birdphotography #morning #pelicans #beach #GulfofMexico #SuperBowl #football