Linda,
Cheryl and I went to the beach to offer the gulls shrimp shells from last
night’s supper. When we arrived, all seemed serene.
When
Cheryl opened the shrimp shell bag, the scene instantly changed. A crowd of
eager beaks gathered, vying for the best position.
Cheryl
dispensed the shells a few at a time. The gulls waited hopefully for each
dispensation.
One gull
seemed suspicious of the photographer.
Ninety-five
percent of the seashells have vanished from the beach and I haven’t seen a
single crab this year. I miss the crabs and the signs of their furious digging
in the sand, as shown in this old photo.
Just three years ago the crabs were plentiful. Now there are none.
Thank
goodness my gull friends are still here.
Copyright
2013 by Shirley Domer
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