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Sea Gulls - Elizabeth Unexplained
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Sea Gulls
Coming out of the gym this morning the parking lot was full of Sea Gulls. There are always a few in Porter Square, but usually nowhere near that many. Of course there was heavy sleet coming down at the time, which would explain why there were more gulls further inland.

It reminded me a lot of growing up on Long Island. Whenever it got stormy out, or the seas were rough, you'd see the gulls. They'd fly inland to where our house was and camp out on the suburban lawns until the rough weather was over.

I think that I'm currently living farther away from the sea than I ever have in my life. Obviously that isn't saying much. I don't think I'd ever want to live very far inland, whih is ironic because I always tell people that I hate the beach. Actually, that's not very accurate. I love the beach if there's a heavy overcast, its the sun I can't stand. I have lots of childhood memories of going to the beach and developing a terrible headache from the sun, which is why I say I hate the beach when people bring it up. Still, I can't imagine life without sea gulls.

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twe From: twe Date: January 12th, 2005 07:16 am (UTC) (Link)
Wow, I feel the same was about beaches.
greyautumnrain From: greyautumnrain Date: January 12th, 2005 09:29 am (UTC) (Link)
Must be a celtic thing. :-)
jcatelli From: jcatelli Date: January 13th, 2005 04:33 pm (UTC) (Link)
Beaches are fine in the very early morning or during the evening. It's the heat and glare that always bothered me, not to mention the way sand finds its way into everything I own. The ocean itself is wonderful, though.

My favorite childhood memories of the beach are mostly from Thanksgiving, when it tended to be cold and overcast. We had a large gathering of the Irish side of the family (30-40 people, usually) every year at my great-aunt's house, and they'd send the kids down the street to the beach to get us out from underfoot while dinner was being prepared. I collected a lot of sea-shells on Thanksgiving. So I have fond feelings towards a cold, November beach with a stiff ocean breeze. I just can't understand why anyone would want to go there in July....

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