Thursday, February 22, 2018

A Calculating Eye

I was carrying a plastic bag, collecting plastic trash on the beach.The gulls must have thought it was old bread, or some other unwise addition to their diet; they mobbed me. This one could not be convinced I had nothing for her and followed me, glaring at me and my selfishness.

"Come on, share the goodies!"

After the recent stormy weather, the beach was littered with scraps. I made three trips up to the park to dump my bag of trash in less than half an hour.

1 comment:

  1. Yesterday before the storm arrived in Bellingham we had a small flock of seagulls massing outside our third story windows. They have been known to build nests on the roof blocking vents. - Margy


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