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Posts Tagged: seagulls

Posts Tagged ‘seagulls’

Sunday, February 20th, 2022

Seagull & Lighthouse

Thursday, February 18th, 2021

seagull, water, mirror

Wednesday, March 28th, 2018

Soft like a dream

Monday, March 26th, 2018

They call me “The Grumpmaster”

*yes, yes, anthropomorphisation, I know …

Wednesday, March 7th, 2018

The Seagull and the Storm

Tuesday, January 2nd, 2018

Seagull III

Sunday, December 3rd, 2017

Seagull II

Monday, November 27th, 2017

Seagull I

Saturday, October 5th, 2013


Saturday, March 9th, 2013

That Cake is Mine!

The Cake is Mine!

Friday, March 16th, 2012

Tampa, FL

I spent the day in Tampa today, first at the Florida Aquarium where they had a lot of fish (meh, fish are fish, really, unless bizarre and/or otherwise odd), but also some other, more fascinating (to me) sea creatures, as well as some mammals. Also an interesting exhibit on the history of the aquarium. I’d never consciously pondered when people started to keep fish in tanks, but now I know! Included in the Aquarium was a cruise of the harbor, so that was nice.

The afternoon I spent on Clearwater Beach, which was apparently once voted the US’s prettiest beach, but I personally must say that, while it is very nice, it isn’t the one I’d consider prettiest. It’s too uniform to be pretty, really. But still, very nice – and full of spring break activities, so observing those was interesting, too.

Tomorrow I keep heading south!

Wednesday, November 30th, 2011

Coming in to Land

a seagull landing on water

farewell to the ocean
farewell to the sea
farewell to the wind
farewell to gliding free

to my soul are calling
the homely shores no more
my self I must harbor
where I’ve not been before.

Tuesday, September 13th, 2011


Saturday, August 27th, 2011

So I went to take a look at the dragonboat races, but the best photo I took was of a seagull. Go figure. Photographing dragonboats well is hard, though, because there are only a few places where you have an unobstructed view of the fjord (ships moored in all the other places), and those spots were, not surprisingly, packed with people. So no close-ups of labouring people and flying spray, but merely a scenic photo to give you an impression of what it was like. The event is still going on as I type, I can hear them from up here, but while the fjord is lovely, cold and (not very) deep, I have pages and pages to write before I sleep. (Sorry, Robert Frost. ) Also things to sell on ebay. Out of the house with you, things, out of the house. Leave now, and never come back.