We can be twenty miles out to sea fishing and the minute you pull a minnow out of the bucket, seagulls appear in the sky; then they come swooping down and you worry about them taking your hook or getting caught in your line. It's never happened to me and I really hope it never does. I think they're amazing, and beautiful, with their white, gray and black markings--they make me want to get out my sumi set.
And I love their cawing which even in a cacophony sounds lonely.
I was leafing through some art books and saw the watercolor below. It's funny how different things strike you at different times--I've had this book for years, but had never been so struck by this painting as I am now ... now I can't take my eyes off it!
Frank W. Benson, Eider Ducks in Winter (1913)