I’ve taken a few thousand photographs of Puffins flying past me in the past few days. Most of them have fish in their beaks. Many are not very good. A few have delighted me. One particular delight is this photograph:
It’s a young Puffin and still has the dark face and narrow beak of a juvenile. Puffins spend their first three to five years at sea and only return to land when they are sexually mature. I wonder what the evidence is of where and when they find a mate? Do they find love at sea or on land? The natural world still has so many secrets from me and maybe from us all.
I wish this one well as it flutters away. May it have a long life and many pufflings.