Stavanger Bay where the emptiness we leave behind on warm air rising

the little thing wormed his way up top - that was, until a nose pushed both he and his sibling aside. with a small hiccup of protest he became unbalanced, rolling onto his pudgy side with little legs flailing. he struggled to right himself, and eventually succeeded after a few uncoordinated fumbles.

with a quiet yawp the child settled close to his mother, falling asleep as she gently cleaned him.