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The Black Turnstones are not a moody, angst-ridden indie rock band, they’re a smallish shorebird we see around here from time to time. I caught this one and a few others poking around the rocks of the Edmonds Marina breakwater last December.
The Black Turnstones are not a moody, angst-ridden indie rock band, they’re a smallish shorebird we see around here from time to time. I caught this one and a few others poking around the rocks of the Edmonds Marina breakwater last December.
There’s something down there! He‘s coming up! Well, look at that! It’s a Red-breasted Merganser!
I was surprised to see the gulls sharing the crunchy crustacean, but perhaps the gray juvenile is the offspring of the adult.
Let’s try this again… Anna’s Hummingbird Bewick’s Wren Townsend’s Warbler
They never stay in one place for very long.
It’s the time of year for birds to get back into the real estate market. This tidy little hole looks like a perfect place to raise a family.
This Eurasian Wigeon made a wrong turn somewhere before ending up in Seattle’s Golden Gardens Park!
They stick together through thick and thin!
C‘mon, get up! You’re late, let’s get going!
“Yeah, well I don’t like you!” “Yeah, well I don’t like you either!”
How do they do it? The American Dipper makes its living splashing around streams looking for aquatic invertebrates. Bugs. Little bugs. Somehow they find enough of them, even when the water temperature is below 40 degrees Fahrenheit. It’s amazing!
Mallards practicing for the Winter Olympics mixed doubles curling tournament.