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  • I’m watching a long snake of seagulls cruise the currents in the sky. Thousands of seagulls migrate from the local landfill at Sand Canyon to make their way to the ocean between Long Beach and Catalina. Some stay on rooftops, others rest on the oceans surface. The gulls sometimes fly over my house and in inclement weather like today the wind gusts causes them to form swirly patterns in the sky. Swirling as if they were part of a Van Gogh painting, climbing, dodging and circling. Every few minutes I’ll look up and see more birds catching the tail. Generally they’ll start back to the ocean around 3:30pm and continue till dusk. They’ll spiral in the wind currents to gain altitude and then all at once, like silent alarm went off, they’ll take off again for the coastline. They look starkly pretty when the setting sun catches the undersides of their bellies and wings, flapping from gray to white, highlighting the whiteness of their feathers against the darkened sky.
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