Friday morning I saw an adult gull on the street and suddenly two gull babies in the same space again. They walked on the street. The pattern of their plumage offers excellent camouflage against the tarmac. One of the babies walked further down on the street where another gull baby walked. They disappeared into the bushes. But the gull baby that begged from its parent stayed, screamed a little and drank a little water from a water puddle. So there are three babies in the neighbourhood and I am not quite certain which is which. They are not easy to distinguish from each other. Anyhow three babies have made it this far. More winged pictures at The Bird D´Pot.