Sanderling in the seaweed
There’s a juvenile Sanderling on the rocks. It pitter-patters busily among the seaweed.
Suddenly I realise there are a flock of them and they take wing.
And they are gone.
There’s a juvenile Sanderling on the rocks. It pitter-patters busily among the seaweed.
Suddenly I realise there are a flock of them and they take wing.
And they are gone.