Driving to the Co-Op this afternoon I couldn't help noticing a vast quantity of sea birds as the tide began to recede. Fortunately the wind had abated from yesterday's Arctic blasts so a walk was scheduled as soon as the groceries has been packed away.
Yet again November's slanting rays captured a scene that begged to be photographed. Hundreds of gulls too numerous to count were lying serenely in the shallows. Mostly just standing and staring as the tide ebbed away. Some were squawking at each other. Mostly black headed gulls in their winter plumage. In amongst them a few Sanderlings dwarfed by their beefy friends.
Something disturbed this thicket of feathers and instantly one, then tens, then hundreds took to the skies. White feathers caught the diagonal rays of light and positively glowed against the slate grey clouds. In a matter of seconds a display of wonder came to rest yet again on a different spot further up the beach.
Jumping over carved gullies in the sand we were delighted to more water's edge antics. This time Turnstones and Dunlins joined the Sanderlings dabbling their toes in the fading ripples.
We continued along the beach, stopping to admire their antics before turning inland to enjoy further delights. After yesterday's deluge the stubble fields were truly waterlogged. Trees are now in their winter finery, making the most of the low light .
One final delight as we crested the hill, just before home. The sunset of course. Another cracker!
Barbara xxx
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