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February 27, 2015

Unfeathered Friends of the Feathered


I love living near the water.  Nothing has the curative affect on me more than the sea. I also love seagulls. They  know how to survive. In summer the  fisherman keep them supplied with their throwaway scraps and in winter when the pickins are slim, a good soul always shows up to provide them with a handout.    CLICK TO ENLARGE






Here she comes boys and girls. Gather round.



That squirrel is pretty cheeky. 



 I think the seagulls alert the squirrel who must come from a neighborhood that is quite a jaunt over to the marina.



 The gulls aren't too pleased with the intruder.



 He doesn't budge and is going to get his share.