I love to watch the sanderling on the beach, as they energetically work the tideline searching for small crustaceans to feed on. They move in and out with each wave. Their legs move so fast that they are simply a blur. This small group kept me company for a while, running in front of me, as I walked along the shore, eventually taking off to a different stretch of beach. These were in their winter plumage - snowy-white breast and pale grey back.
Sunday 17 February 2008
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