Other than two brief encounters with dog walkers I had this long stretch of beach all to myself this morning, with a falling tide exposing the sort of seaweed-encrusted boulders which should have been crowded with waders, but weren't. So, as I enjoyed the warmth of the sunshine and a faint breeze, I relaxed as I searched for birds, the only tension being in trying to approach as close as possible to....
....what birds there were without slipping and falling. This was one of four redshanks that were feeding as far out from the beach as possible and........this was a turnstone, the first of this species I've seen in some months. It was in the company of two others unlike........this lone grey heron - but then herons are rarely anything but solitary birds.Walking the beach with the entirely voluntary stress of trying to coax a camera into taking good pictures at the extreme of its range is a perfect combination, relaxation but with a pleasant challenge. Add to that the urge to compose the pictures, for example so....
....one can catch two species both together and artistically arranged: this curlew and oystercatchers refused to oblige. So, it was a gentle wander which, right at the end, was made a little more exciting by........seeing this parade of red-breasted mergansers passing offshore, the males very busy displaying to the females.
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