Bursting out into the sunlight,
I hear seagulls screeching and see the sparkling North Sea beyond the mine buildings.
Not exact matches
I can almost
hear the waves lapping the shore, the crisp pop of a beer bottle cap finding its fate, the
seagulls and friends calling to one another, not a care in the world.
Morning walk on the beach of the river, when the silence... people can
hear the cry of
seagulls in the distance and a...
One student, John Vieregge, then nineteen, took what he believed was a photograph of a shrimp boat (he had
heard it), but the vessel was so far in the distance that his teachers thought it was a serendipitous image of
seagulls caught in flight.
I love
seagulls, and just looking at that picture, I can
hear the waves and their call.