Finally it was a tad warmer and less windy today.  I ditched the jacket and gloves, but kept the sweat suit and tee-shirt, and, like the Three Bears’ porridge, that outfit was just right.  I figured  Council Point Park might be soggy from our early morning rain, so I decided the destination for my Sunday stroll was the River’s Edge Marina in Ecorse.  I believe it was my first time there all Summer, and, after all these chillier days, and more to come next week, I’m sure boaters are thinking it is soon time to shrink wrap and put a bow on this boating season.

So, I had some stale bread and crumbled it up and set off.  I got to the railroad tracks, no trains in sight from either side …

… so I confidently crossed and found myself soon at the corner of Emmons Boulevard and Biddle Avenue.  I shaded my eyes and looked at the horizon and Detroit River, but there were no pleasure boats out and just a few seagulls gliding in a flawless blue sky.

I headed to the marina and stood on the small footbridge, then tossed out my bread tidbits where they landed onto the surface of the water.  I then checked out the scenery.  No activity in the boating area … the boaters were all sleeping in this morning I guess.

The seagulls, however, were not sleeping in.  They had good eyesight, so within five minutes of my landing at the small cement bridge overlooking the marina, and my bread toss, they had honed in on those floating bread bits and swooped in for their breakfast.  Of course, twice as many gulls showed up as there were bread bits.  The gulls were soon gone, but, as I stood there watching a train going by in the scenic panorama, a flock of them circled around again, taking another pass, in the event I was more generous this time.  There was no bread left for them, but they didn’t know that, so they swooped and dive-bombed incessantly.

Finally they all scattered to the wind except for one hanger on …

I took a few pictures of the marina, then headed home.  The seagulls were still overhead patrolling the marina, and, I am sure that there was not this much activity in our fair skies with the Navy’s Blue Angels at the “Thunder Over Michigan” event this weekend, as was at the River’s Edge Marina.

Look up in the sky, it’s a bird, it’s a plane … no, it is NOT Superman,  just the seagulls.