The Cry of a Gull - Cameos of Birdlife #6
I woke to the cry of a passing seagull - his call tossed about in the gusty wind - ‘flee, flee Jack, flee’1. For a moment I am a child again, at the seaside, in Cornwall. Gulls calling all around. But here in the foothills of Snowdonia we are more used to hearing the throaty ‘kronk’‘kronk’ of Raven and the ‘mewling’ of Buzzard. Perhaps I was dreaming ...
the sound of the sea
in a gulls cry
Gulls, especially the Herring Gull, have long been a part of our human landscape, just as likely to be seen in the heart of a big city as in a seaside town, estuary, or the farmers field. For some, more common than House Sparrow or Starling.
drifting gull ...
beneath the mist
the river widens
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Try playing the song of the gull in the background while reading the post! And let it play out ...
I know very little about this painting, or the Artist, other than it was painted by Robert Palmer, who was born in Birmingham and studied graphic design and theatrical design at Birmingham College of Art. He lives in Herefordshire where he continues to paint in oils and watercolour.
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