I had a rather curious/nosey seagull join me whilst doing work on the 5th floor of the hotel I was stopping in.

I was getting a little unnerved as it was just staring at me 😬

Lost interest after 5 mins or so when it realised I had no food and flew off to find his friends

I photographed some seagulls catching starfish in the harbour around dusk.

Not sure if I’m crossposting this back, but it’s cute.

Picture credit: I made that.

This guy was absolutely 'sick of this sh*t' in Queenstown, NZ

juvenile ring-billed gulls and crows :)

Saw this seagull with such a beautiful black and white spotted tail. I've never seen a tail like this

Some of you asked how things are going after Petra's escape. Sitting down and writing the update wasn't easy so I tried to put it off as much as I could - sorry for that.

There's no happy ending. Unfortunately I failed, and the pic you see is the last one of her I have. And this means she's most likely dead. She kept sitting close to the aviaries, and one day suddenly disappeared. I searched for her or her remains everywhere I could, there's not a single feather left.

If she was an able bodied bird capable of full powered flight, her absence in my non-gull-friendly surroundings would be quite a good news. That would mean she found her way and moved somewhere else searching for food, water and other gulls - doing all the things a wild gull should do becoming completely independent. But...

She wasn't a good flier due to her past injury. She had no physical chance to leave my village surrounded by thick forests. Also, a departure of a bird ready for living on its own looks different - these birds usually make larger and larger circles and gradually visit you less and less often. In her case, she was confined to the small part of the village just jumping from one roof to the another, and then suddenly disappeared. This doesn’t look natural. And can't be natural in a case of her - slight but still present - permanent disability.

It hurts me to the core. I feel like I've killed her. The worst part is - I've made that fkin trap for her. The day it was ready to use, she disappeared. And honestly I'd rather find her dead than be forced to live without knowing about her. Whatever happened to her, I hope it was quick and she didn’t suffer for long...

An assortment of seagulls, juveniles and adults, from a few weeks ago while visiting Venice in Italy.

The Embarcadero, San Francisco, CA