we don't feed them. instead we fake them out.
holding your arm up in the air, with a shell in your fingertips, draws them in.
a piece of driftwood works, too.
on this same afternoon, i found a beautiful piece of a sand dollar,
in the shape of a heart that looked like it had wings and could fly.
it was really beautiful and unique.
i held it up to the sky so john could take a photo of it and within seconds, with no seagulls even in sight, it was gone. one of the gulls, swooped in from nowhere, scared me to death and stole my heart.
i screamed. we laughed.