Here I was at Intaka Island, Cape Town minding my own business whilst photographing the sensitive scene of a mother gull being pestered for food by its juvenile offspring little realising what was shortly in store for my eyes glued to the viewfinder of my camera.
As you can see, Mother Gull duly proceeded to regurgitate her most recent bolus of food and present it to Baby Gull. I was deeply moved by the scene unfolding in front of me overcome by the generosity of mothers towards the needs of their offspring and compiling in my mind of minds an essay on the sacrifices of motherhood. My deep thoughts were suddenly disturbed by Lothario Gull flamboyantly making an entrance on the scene with an acrobatic dive and a screech in the cool waters of the pond with wings fully extended and stripes all ablaze with pomp (but little ceremony).
Lothario Gull then proceeded out of the water and then mounted Mother Gull as the pictures below attest to.
Now I do not intend describing in detail what is clearly visible to your naked eye. I will however make the comment that I was convinced that Lothario was quite taken by Mother Gulls posterior musculature given the time he spent patting it with his outstretched toes. The whole ritual took less than a few minutes from start to completion. Talk of quickies indeed. And then to the following happened:
Lothario leans over and whispers some sweet niceties in Mother Gull's ears before making his flamboyant exit, undoubtedly en route to propagating his species. This guy has witnesses too many B rated movies for his own good. What is the world coming to with this public display of intimacy?
For me, I had this collection of photos but with no idea as to what I should do with them. Should I hide them in the deep recesses of my hard drive or should I show them to the world. I am a man of science and I am thus guided by the interests of science. I must therefore declare that the revelation of these pictures which are copyrighted by the way are purely in the interests and advancement of the ornithological sciences. So there you go. Do exercise discretion in permitting younger and sensitive viewers from viewing these photos.
As you can see, Mother Gull duly proceeded to regurgitate her most recent bolus of food and present it to Baby Gull. I was deeply moved by the scene unfolding in front of me overcome by the generosity of mothers towards the needs of their offspring and compiling in my mind of minds an essay on the sacrifices of motherhood. My deep thoughts were suddenly disturbed by Lothario Gull flamboyantly making an entrance on the scene with an acrobatic dive and a screech in the cool waters of the pond with wings fully extended and stripes all ablaze with pomp (but little ceremony).
Lothario Gull then proceeded out of the water and then mounted Mother Gull as the pictures below attest to.
Now I do not intend describing in detail what is clearly visible to your naked eye. I will however make the comment that I was convinced that Lothario was quite taken by Mother Gulls posterior musculature given the time he spent patting it with his outstretched toes. The whole ritual took less than a few minutes from start to completion. Talk of quickies indeed. And then to the following happened:
Lothario leans over and whispers some sweet niceties in Mother Gull's ears before making his flamboyant exit, undoubtedly en route to propagating his species. This guy has witnesses too many B rated movies for his own good. What is the world coming to with this public display of intimacy?
For me, I had this collection of photos but with no idea as to what I should do with them. Should I hide them in the deep recesses of my hard drive or should I show them to the world. I am a man of science and I am thus guided by the interests of science. I must therefore declare that the revelation of these pictures which are copyrighted by the way are purely in the interests and advancement of the ornithological sciences. So there you go. Do exercise discretion in permitting younger and sensitive viewers from viewing these photos.
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