Sunday, August 2, 2015

Attack Mode

That Tern on the Half Shell wasn't being cooperative, posing for photographers. No.

That bird did not like me being there.

It would land on the beach directly in front of me. And watch me for a minute or so.

Then it would start screaming and fly straight at me.

It would fly over head making this machine gun like sound as it zoomed by.

It would circle back and the the cycle would begin anew.

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