The funniest gull sauntered up to me yesterday as I was sitting quietly alone on the beach.
It was as if he wanted to tell me something.
I am still trying to figure out what that was!
He stayed for a good while, even tried to nibble my toes.
Then he flew gracefully down the beach along the line of grasses until he disappeared in the distance.
A blessing or a curse?
Did I smell like fish?
Or was I in desperate need of a close encounter with a magical creature?