Bread, Gulls and Salty Waters

(Bay area)

Jessie and I decided to find some ducks and feed the leftover ends of bread loaves to them. Unfortunately there are signs all over Capitol Lake screaming

"DON'T FEED THE DUCKS! THE POO EVERYWHERE! AND EAT OUR GRASS! AND CAUSE ALGEA BLOOMS! DEATH TO ALL DUCKS!"

Or something of that nature. So we figured that there might be ducks in the bay area so we tramped over millions of shells and squishy, stinky bits and found ourselves by some old railroad tracks.

(Railroad tracks)

(Jessie)
There are no ducks to be found but there was a little seagull.

(little seagull... I will name him Francis)

So Jessie fed Francis the smallest of pieces of bread.

(Friends of Francis)

And then Francis' friends came and we fed them too.

And then we wound up with the entire seagull population of Olympia fighting over a couple of pieces of stale bread. Essentially, we created a scene from Birds and then promptly ran out of bread. Sorry Francis & co. It was fun (and probably frowned upon) while it lasted!