This morning, as soon as it was light enough to fly (6.50am) a hoard of gulls descended en mass on the waterfront at the park. Perhaps they know it's Sunday and there are always good fast-food pickings from Saturday night car-parkers. Or maybe they do it every morning. Within minutes these scavengers had done their clean-up and were gone. It was like a scene from a Hitchcock movie.
The sun rose at about 20 past seven.
When I was teaching, I noticed that in the winter a flock of seagulls would descend on the school playground at 1.20pm prompt to pick up children's lunch leavings. In the summer the gulls would be replaced by a flock of crows. I discovered that the same gulls and crows visited another secondary school site at 12.45pm each day - it was about half a mile away. They never visited at weekends. Some peo-ple think we know all there is to know about birds but we don't.
ReplyDeleteP.S. I'm just about to go to bed on Saturday night! I've got a good book to read called "Keep Sheep and Climb Upon" by a New Zealand writer and former sheep farmer - Bruce Wildwolf. Have you heard of him?
Thank you for your lovely long comment YP. I shouldn't be surprised at the enterprise of the gulls when godwits can fly half way around the world without GPS, and find the same half-melted Alaskan bog they nested in the previous year.
ReplyDeleteBy a strange coincidence, I have heard of that book. Of course it would not be the sort of book that one would want to review on a nice family blog such as this, would it now?
PS. I hope your pre-sleep reading material gives you the kind of dreams you obviously enjoy. Or should that be 'pre-sheep'?
ReplyDeleteI dream about such morning skies returning to my life....anywhere
ReplyDeleteDon't you get nice sunrises and sunsets on the island GB?
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