The Curious Gull: Stillness at the Edge of Lake Erie

Along the windswept edges of Lake Erie, this curious Gull stands upon a timeworn post, its slender frame outlined against the muted light of an overcast day. The lake stretches endlessly behind it—steel-gray and restless, carrying the scent of distant shores.
The gull tilts its head ever so slightly, its bright eye fixed on something unseen just beyond the water’s reach. Perhaps it’s a glimmer beneath the surface, the shadow of a fish, or the shifting sparkle of a wave. The air carries the faint hush of water meeting wood, broken only by the soft rustle of feathers.
Here, at the edge of one of the Great Lakes, the moment feels unhurried yet alive—an intersection of stillness and curiosity. The bird is not guarding or patrolling, but rather listening, wondering, and perhaps learning from the quiet conversation between lake and shore. It is a reminder that not all presence must be purposeful; sometimes, it is enough simply to be there, open to what the world might reveal.