Dawn crimsons Brace Cove.

Pink glimmerings stipple ocean waters.

Goldenrod shouts among flinty boulders.

A great black-backed gull stands sentinel on a lichen-covered mooring.

She stares.

She waits.

Crimson melds into peaches in cobalt sky.

Crow-witches dart in maddening circles.

The gull turns.

Like a pop-up toy, she pumps, speckled wings searching for wind columns.

She finds one.

Hovers.

Soars.

A scavenger, she swoops up shellfish.

Herring gulls streak in mad pursuit.

Aerial war explodes over hushed waters.

Kwk! Kwk! Kwk!

Yucca! Yucca! Yucca!

photo credit: Guy Gorek via photo pin cc

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