As well as the screech of gulls (which seems like a very appropriate collective noun) that we encountered the other day there were quite a few other birds out and about. The one pictured being one of them. I suspected at the time that they were foraging, either for nest building materials or for food.
This morning we again walked past the area where there were so many seagulls yesterday. And there were quite a bunch of them today too. Not quite as many, but still several. I’m not quite sure what is suddenly so appealing about that patch of grass that they’ve all decided to flock around there.
I know what you’re thinking. “Another tree? Really?” Yes, really. I was intrigued by the way it looks as though it has been scorched down the middle.
More trees! And some rocks too. There’s even a puddle there, towards the bottom centre of the image. Lots and lots of moss as well. We did go clambering up over the rocks a little way. I was a bit wary of doing so, but as husband pointed out they were dry so not particular…
It would appear that I enjoy photographing trees. But how could I resist this one? Perhaps it’s more shrub than tree… But anyway, a windswept tree on a rocky shore, backed by steely ice water with a dark vision of land appearing through the mist beyond. Something about that is very appealing.
There’s something rather wild-looking about this tree. Somehow its limbs seem to have a lot of movement to them, like dancers that have been frozen in wood. Or something like that.
When I was a child I watched a program about “strange but true” things, and that tried to explain them. I have no idea what the program was called – it was forever ago. But one of the stories I remember was about a large tree that had fallen down during a storm. A group…