On the cliffs of Westray are two Fulmar resting places. They’re both in the north-end of the island. One is a bare ledge, the other a reclaimed Ravens’ nest. It’s hard not to project human attitudes onto them, especially since the massive Ravens’ nest towers above the neighbouring Fulmar’s bare ledge.
Can you think of a caption for this photo?
Shortly after I took this, a group of Herring Gulls came and ate the chick in the Raven’s nest and its neighbouring chick. That would definitely change the caption, wouldn’t it?