A Seagull with a Swagger

In the absence of any other blip, here is one of a feathered teenager strutting his stuff outside Starbucks in the hope of finding a crumb or  two from the ‘sitooters’.
It was a sunny morning which  was conducive to tidying the patio and sweeping up all the dead leaves that have accumulated over the last week. Come proper Autumn, it is an endless task when all the trees lose their leaves, but at the moment it’s simply the Japanese Maple whose leaves have fallen.

The sun has disappeared and it’s overcast now but still warmish. I’m about to go and get my hair cut at a shop called ‘Lipstick, Lashes and Locks’. It sounds a bit daunting to this low maintenance lady.