Food for the seagulls

Towards evening time, mom and I went to the North end of the beach where the hungry seagulls were quietly waiting for their dinner. They saw me descending down the steps with a full plastic bag which they presumed carried food. Some of the birds flocked over as to greet me on the wind currents as if they were kind of doorbell ringer, a sort of call to dinner kind of greeter. I went to the edge of the shoreline with my bag and started with a partly open bag of popcorn. This was delightful for the seagulls. Those massive squawks were followed by fights for every morsel ounce of corn. I even think they went for the popcorn seeds. After I emptied the first bag, I opened the second bag which also had some bread crust which they devoured in no time at all. I finished with a loaf of bread. I would throw whole slices out and see the seagulls pick up the slices with their beaks and run with many other seagulls chasing after the one with the bread. I did throw some on the ground so the birds could fight over what to eat. The loaf was gone it seemed in no time at all. I was joined by a man and woman taking pictures and speaking only German. I didn't understand a word, but I understood the way the German word sounds. I figured they were tourists. They left in a yellow car before mom and I took off for home. Dinner last night was clam chowder and grilled cheese sandwiches. This morning was sort of a late start to the day. Our neighbor Pauline returned the movie Wallee, but didn't understand what the theme of the movie was about. My mom said she and my sister had the same reaction. It is kind of cool this morning with the wind blowing in the trees. The sky is a solid baby blue color and the dark oaks have crystal sunlight dancing on the darkened green leaves swaying in the wind. The chimes are softly singing outside the warm toasty house. I will grudgingly work on taxes. Hopefully this will pay off on Friday when mom and I visit the tax man in Pine Hills.