Gulls Fleeing

(Credit: Glenda Green, publicdomainpictures.net)

Gulls are screeching overhead. Some are resting in their nests others circle high above, and I know that if I go much closer, they will swoop down on me. I sit down on a rock and watch some of then fly out over the ocean. More follow them. And more. It seems the whole colony is out there. I frown and look to the cliffs. They are empty, they’ve left their nests. All of them at once. Why would they do that, I wonder, as I gaze after them. Then a rumble behind me spreads to under me and I look to the volcano.

Then I wish I too had wings to flee out over the ocean.

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Posted by Beatrix MGN on January 20, 2016

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