Gulls, Myrtle Beach

There were hundreds of them.  Well, tens at least.  And yes, I mean both the unspecies-fied gulls as well as my photos of them.

Visiting a North Myrtle Beach estuary with a friend back in February, we stumbled upon some folks throwing out stale bread to gulls.  Now, feeding gulls seems to me to be unnecessary. And likely undesirable.  

In my view, gulls are squirrels of the air: generally annoying. They’re not the gracious and deserving slobs that I feed: They’re the undeserving poor, like Eliza Doolittle’s father.  (And if I had any thought that some things were not yet on the internet, searching for and finding this monologue in about 2 seconds flat put that thought to rest.)

Worse, unlike the squirrels which rampage through my backyard one at a time, gulls come in flocks. Hundreds of them. Well, maybe tens.

But it’s hard to look at anything for a long time — OK, even for a few minutes — and fail to find something interesting or beautiful about it.  Even flying rodents, chasing stale bread.

3-photo collage of gulls chasing stale bread
Chow-time!

 

8-photo vollage of gulls aloft
Spread your tiny wings and fly away . . .
2-photo collage of striking gulls
Arty (or at least artful), against all expectation

 

10 Comments

  1. Wow! Wonderful pics! as is your comment, “… it’s hard to look at anything for a long time — OK, even for a few minutes — and fail to find something interesting or beautiful about it.”

    That is a prescription for relief of boredom: And, after 5 minutes you are still bored, add another 5. It is guaranteed you will find what you need to keep looking even longer. (And people thought pocket lint was boring… !! Ha! After 2.5 years & 450 pages , I beg to differ, as will the all people who bought 350 copies of The Pocket Lint Chronicles — I hope!”

    If I had one gift to offer a person, it would be curiosity. Once you lose it, you get old.

    Your curiosity is infectious (in a good way), Isabel.

    1. Isabel Gibson

      Barbara – Years ago, a grade school teacher told her class (on a field trip to an art gallery), that they should look at a painting for at least 7 seconds before they moved on. That doesn’t seem like a lot, but I find I can dismiss a piece of visual art very quickly, so it’s good to have a reminder to slow down.

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