Until I started watching, I never saw Black Headed Gulls. Now I can see them, I see them everywhere on any open water. They bob on the surface, like balancing bananas. To my eyes, they wear an expression of bemused surprise.
In April, they court, dropping their heads and arching their necks downwards, half opening their wings making a heart shape when viewed from behind.
Now the colony is guarding and feeding the stumbling chicks.
This is a collection of graphite sketches over the past few weeks.