Nothing beats morning on the beach. In this unofficial Year of the Shark, the only people on it are the fishermen, the die-hard fitness people, and the turtle folks who make sure the beach is clean and any turtle nests are marked. There are no bad days on the beach.
I cannot identify this bouncy little songbird that has taken over the osprey nest on Topsail. He (she?) struck up quite a pretty tune while behaving like an osprey by hovering over the nest and stretching out the ol' wings.
This pigeon wasn't looking well when I cam across him under the pier. He didn't mind me, and he seemed to feel safe in this under-the-pier cathedral.
This willet--well, I think his name is Echo.
Sandy Carlson Social