With another break in the weather, Leslie and I took a walk on Ruston Way yesterday. I really wasn’t expecting to see much because of how many people walk the beach when it’s sunny, but I took my camera out of habit.
Most of what we saw was what I’d expect to see, like this male Common Goldeneye.
About half way through our walk, though, I heard a strange bird call and scanned along the beach with my 400mm telephoto lens and spotted a small flock of Black Turnstones,
the first time I’ve ever seen them locally. Although they were in a relatively isolated part of the beach with no one else around, they basically ignored me, allowing me to get the best shots I’ve ever managed to get.
In the process, I even managed to get a shot of this Killdeer,
whose call is surely what attracted me to the flock in the first place. Days like this remind me just how lucky I feel to live here.