M and I went to the beautiful beachside suburb of Semaphore a few days ago, because M was having his hair cut (he likes his regular guy!). While he was having it done, I went for a walk down to the beach, and to pass the time, I thought I’d take some photos.

I took a few panorama shots, and shots of the jetty, and then I thought it might be cool to take a closeup of the seagulls. There were some sitting in a group, so I edged closer, trying not to scare them off. When I got within a few feet, one by one they calmly stood up and walked off. Well, fine! So I approached another group, only to have the same thing happen, all very casually of course.

It was actually quite amusing, and in the end I didn’t really care about the pictures, but it was more an experiment to see how close I could get before they got up. They made no hurry about going, it was just as if they planned all along to get up at that moment, and me being within their personal space wasn’t the issue at all. It reminded me of when I was waiting at the bus stop a couple of months ago, and a guy kept edging closer to me, and I kept walking away, but trying to make it look as casual as possible.