Inspired by an Andrew (or Jamie) Wyeth piece of a painting I saw in some airline magazine.
I love when seagulls get blown (or fly) inland, and I get to hear them calling here, 30 miles inland. I don't think they are noble birds, rather more like flying rats - but I love their noises and the association with the sea. Recently we were on the beach after a large storm, and there were packs of the beasts - but all different sizes and shapes, and they all clumped together by looks. Some had plumes on their heads, some had black and red beaks. Some were huge and others were fairly little. All had the basic seagull noise and the propensity to beg.
Have a Happy Animal Wednesday friends!