Me and the Seagulls
January 18, 2011
Early morning down at the beach. Crazy number of seagulls doing their seagull thing–this morning sunning in the warm sand, a massive number of them, their little heads all facing east. Didn’t seem bothered when I walked past them; I tried to pass quietly. The water this morning had that thick, smooth, light blue look, and the waves turned over sort of delicately. Just lovely. It was misty right at water’s edge, otherwise, the sky was luminous and sparkly blue. And then: 80 degree temps.
At that hour, a few surfers, some joggers. And me and the seagulls.
And, omg, these! 
Back, forth, back, forth, back, forth. Repeat.
Yeah, January 18.
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