Looking at this image, one may be excused to believe that birds live a lonely, desperate life up here in the Subarctic, feeding as much as may be during the brief summer months, which barely deserve the plural denomin–
I’ll stop that run-on sentence. You get the point: This is one of the few images in my possession which shows only one bird of its kind.
These are gulls, not eagles, after all.
The picture fits my mood today, though.