Saturday, January 19, 2008

The seagull

Today, or another day, I saw this: a white seagull against a sky as dark as pewter and for a while, as it wheeled silently against these clouds, it seemed as though it had taken a little piece of my soul and I was up there too, my mind somehow part of his, looking down watching the rest of me, and nothing else mattered, nothing at all.

4 Comments:

Blogger jem said...

There is something special about those seagulls - they might steal your souls for a few moments here and there, but they always give you something valuable in return.

Sun Jan 20, 09:18:00 am  
Blogger Susangalique said...

wow, its great that you get to see seaguls. They are so graceful.

I wish we had them, but I guess I wouldnt trade out the 100 vultures that have roosted in our wood. I was walking the other day and I paused to look up at them and they must have felt my gaze directly underneath them and they all took flight at the same time. IT was wild.

Mon Jan 21, 12:36:00 am  
Anonymous marly said...

That is a pleasing flight... Jem is right!

I often feel bemused by our seagulls. I suppose they come down the St. Lawrence Seaway and then mosey through the lakes. And they like to stand about in the brilliant green fields near the Sports Center, looking crisp and cut out of paper.

Mon Jan 21, 08:52:00 pm  
Anonymous Clare. said...

Yes, Jem, I suppose the sight of one is something of a gift.

I can't imagine 100 vultures, S! That must have been amazing to have them all take off at once. I love to see photography of swifts or houe martins, I can't remember which, but before they migrate they mass together, thousands and thousands of them, and they swirl around together making patterns and pictures in the sky - rather like those iron filings pictures you can make with a magnet.

'crisp and cut out of paper' excellent - wonderful, Marly.

Tue Jan 22, 02:43:00 pm  

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