….. of seagulls.
With the
tide at an extreme low and therefore providing an abundance of healthy natural
food for them, I enjoyed sharing my time with the gulls on Crescent Beach and
listening to their wonderful squawking.
On perhaps
hundreds of visits to the coast as a young laddie in Scotland, I grew to love
the sound of seagulls, their call always provided a significant element of the whole
sand, rocks, salty air and coastal wind experience.
When I lived
in Southern Ontario, I occasionally heard the same sound of seagulls squawking, but in the landlocked province that was obviously not by the sea. It was instead mainly in and
around shopping precincts outside a McDonald’s or Tim Hortons, where the gulls
were always waiting anxiously to chew on a piece of discarded Big Mac or a fragment of
an overly sweetened Boston Cream. Often at those times when I heard the wonderful sound of seagulls
calling, I would shut my eyes and imagine for a brief moment that I was by the
coast ~ fortunately nowadays, I no longer have to imagine.
Below are
some of this morning’s pics, which includes one where there was a dispute over
food sharing …
Great photography Graeme! I will look at seagulls in a different way now.
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