While the waves were breaking big on the rocks along the shore a Black Turnstone takes it all in stride while foraging on a mussel crusted rock.
Tides and clouds rolling in and out. Breathing.
Life forms often overlooked become revealed.
A humbling experience appreciated.
We think Wheaties whereas Pacific Oyster Catchers prefer limpets. We have always had a hard time getting close enough to oyster catchers to get a really good photograph but this day low tide and the lure of a beach teaming with limpets must have outweighed their concern for our presence. There were two Oyster Catchers each going to town on the limpet population on this rocky beach. They would pry them up and them swallow them whole. A true breakfast of champions.
A little Sand Piper gives me a wink and motions me to join in their morning yoga class on the beach. Although balancing on one leg proved not too difficult I fell flat on my face trying to hop away on one leg like these characters did when a rogue wave came up the beach just a little too far.
For the next couple of weeks we will be posting some of our favorite posts from the past as we take a small respite from the digital world.