Stealth railings and seagulls

The railings that I noted previously have grown, but only slowly. I think the workmen are moonlighting from another less interesting job. "By day they poured concrete, but by night Bob and Frank were two of the country's leading fitters of historically accurate decorative ironwork."

I'm crossing the Meadows more often again. This morning, several hundred seagulls kept me company. As the wind blew, skeins of birds would lift off and float across the grass, then drop again like a fold of gauzy material.