I mentioned last week that I was raised to respect nature. That came from my Mom who has a big love for animals. This is a good quality without a doubt and I love her for passing it along to me.
A visit to the beach with Mom will inevitably turn into a great seagull feeding frenzy. She just can’t resist raising her arms to the sky and calling down the birds like Mother Nature herself. One lone gull starts it. My mom can’t resist sharing her snack with it. Within 3 seconds there are about 8 billion birds demanding food. It’s awesome to watch them circling the sky, swooping down to snatch a bit of meat and bickering amongst themselves. My mom will always try to coax one to take food from her hand. Sure those gulls have sharp beaks, but she doesn’t care if they take a piece of finger with them. She’s all about the experience.
Most people don’t share my mother’s passion for gulls. In fact, they downright want to strangle her as they shield their children and sandwiches from the raucous creatures. My mom remains in all her glory oblivious to the nasty mutterings and evil eyes shot our way. I hate to admit it but sometimes the angry mob gets to me and I try to sway my mom to stop or at least move her flock away from the people trying to enjoy the beach.
People probably think she’s a little crazy at times. But, she’s the only one in the neighborhood who has squirells and morning doves eating from her hands every day. A few of her neighbor’s have tried but they can’t gain the trust my mom can. I think that’s pretty cool. 🙂