101: Seagulls

White wings shimmer in sunlight, soaring until a sudden dive towards ragged blue. The gull comes up, a silver body caught in its beak. The wind carries it back to shore. It settles on the edge of the pier and drives its beak into the silver, reaching for the hidden gems beneath. When it finishes, it hurls itself off the pier, catches wind under its wings, and rises. Scavengers dart towards the left-overs, but the seagull has had its fill.

Written by: Katrine H. (@katrinehjulstad on Instagram)