Free lunch

It seems whenever a fisherman comes to the beach there will be some feathered freeloaders looking for a handout. This pair was waiting patiently with hopes of bait-fish samples.

Nothing much will chase them away but I'm always amused by their lovely white feathers, the studious looks on their faces, and their long black stockings ending in bright yellow feet. Definitely dressed for fine dining. No maƮtre d' could turn this pair away.

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