
Spring Break for me, as I'm sure it did for many of you, brought a plethora of beach antics and good times. My friends and I discovered the hard way that once you start feeding seagulls, you don't stop. A few chip crumbs here and there eventually led to full on kamikaze bird attacks. But even though I am moderately terrified of the quarter sized poop bombs this species is so fond of dropping, I can't help but tip my head back and smile at the pure freedom that floats through the air on their wings. Photo by Britney McIntosh | Staff
Recent Comments