Black-billed Gull, Queenstown

Gulls are a tricky bunch, defying easy identification.

It’s something to do with the perfect storm generated by a three-year cycle to maturity, different markings in each of those years for each species, and what I call “marking overlap,” in which a given year of one species looks like another year of another, if you see what I mean.

Anyway.  Very complicated and, after all, anyone other than a birder sees just a seagull, and wonders what all the fuss is about.

My skill level in the arcane art of gull identification is best described as pre-beginner, so I take my fun from other aspects of the interaction.  Like making up captions.  Certainly not from getting detail in those white feathers . . .

Black-billed gull on lakeside walk in Queenstown, NZ.
If I stand really still, maybe she won’t see me . . .


    1. Isabel Gibson

      Barbara – Squirrels are born full-grown, I’m pretty sure, as are all devils. Not sure where the baby gulls and pigeons are hanging out. I’ll take that under advisement for a Senate Committee.

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