I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of these minigulls! They’re becoming a terrible distraction: my worktable faces the window, which overlooks the roof, which is full of tiny birds. I catch myself looking up all day, at odd moments, hoping to catch them up to something interesting. They seldom disappoint. They’ve become much more adventurous in their explorations: they’ve pecked over nearly every inch of their side of the roof, over the last couple of days. (There’s a raised divider about two-thirds of the way along the roof, keeping the gulls from wandering any farther in my direction…at least, for now. I imagine they’ll be able to leap and flutter over that, long before they’re capable of more sustained flights.)
Birds! Bewilderment! Being outside!
This is my blog! It's mostly about birds, but also about being outside: photographs I've taken while outside, accountings of places I've parted company with umbrellas, notes on interesting rubbish sightings, and so forth. If I don't post about being outside for a few days, please comment and harass me till I go outside.