By fermentedphil on Skatehive
_ Summer holidays and the sun burning my skin are always accompanied by the shrill shouts of the gull. Now, it is winter and it is constantly raining. But we pick out the good days to soak up the little sun that we get. But in these rare sunny moments between rain and wind, the birds also come out to play a bit. The gulls near the ocean always accompany the people who dare to move outside to eat their food, in hopes of some food scraps falling to the ground. The gull is after all a scavenger bird always eating anything that falls to the ground. Recently, we went to the docks to eat some fish and chips, to soak up some of the sun that tried to stick its head between the rainy clouds. A friendly gull flew around us in hopes that some of our food scraps might fall to the ground. Usually, I never feed them, and in this case, we also did not do this. But I felt sorry for the friendly friend eating any scraps it found between the cobblestones. The little friend skipped around our table and I