I spied a pair of black backed seagulls
swooping over the mudflats
thinking they were courting
it is that time of year after all.
But no, they were upset that his majesty was looking for breakfast.
Then a common seagull noisily perched by the eagle.
Then they both looked at us
wondering if the Rusty Pups were within running distance.
And finally off they went.
He flew off into the woods.
Don't you love the colours of springtime break of days.
Then overhead three honkers flew up the Basin.
Isn't three a crowd!