Going to the birds

I know I should write about all the serious things going down, like the Goldstone Commission hatchet job. Or ACORN. And yet, all I want to do is, well, walk on the beach, swim, and take pictures of giant gulls. (I’ll have a picture later on that shows how huge these suckers are.)

gull

So nope. Nothing serious. Not yet.

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2 Responses to Going to the birds

  1. Pamela says:

    A good book, some chocolate, a chair and umbrella….life doesn’t get any better

  2. Happy and Proud says:

    Watch out for those gulls, Meryl, especially if you have food. A few years ago one snatched
    a sandwich right out my hand! They have no shame (kind of like Richard Goldstone).

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