Up the road or down, sometimes further afield, often not for long, we're out most days.
Sunday, 4 March 2012
Up the road, afternoon.
A flock of gulls swirls chaotically over the fields; behind them grimy streaks from the clouds, which come down as hail. We have no hats, and want to be home.
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A hat when out and a blanket when in.
I saw a flock of gulls too yesterday! They were flying chaotically as well. Beautifully captured moment. :)
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