I love pelicans in the landing position, feet down. They roll with the wind and drop into the marsh, one after the other, splashing in with their flock mates and a few American White Pelicans who loaf alongside.
Brown Pelicans are a miracle of survival and conservation. They came close to extinction. In these massive displays, having defied that unthinkable fate, they still (and always will) take my breath away.