Day 225 - 9:09pm, 14 August 2019
Walking back from the Water of Leith, I am greeted by a colony of seagulls, who are kyrie-ing loudly as they pass over my head. I wonder that they should be here, especially in such large numbers. I count over 30 and then give in and estimate there must be close to 100 all told. We are miles from the sea and I cannot think of any food source nearby that would have attracted them. They are making a heck of a racket, but you have to admire them. Wings outstretched, the sky is their's and they are not afraid who knows it. Take them or leave them, these white flying griffons really don't care.
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