I couldn’t resist spending a day at Port Townsend during this beautiful stretch of weather no matter how guilty I felt. After all, there will be plenty of rainy days coming up when I can finish all those chores I’ve been putting off for years. Christmas cookies are a mixed blessing, anyway.
Luckily, we were rewarded for indulging ourselves. Birding was good, and the sun made for near perfect photographic conditions. These Pelagic Cormorants
were exactly where they were supposed to be.
Attracted by a dead harbor seal, this Bald Eagle
refused to leave, standing its ground as we gave it a wide berth.
It took me a while to identify this lone shorebird as a Dunlin
in winter plumage. Its breeding plumage is so distinctive that I’ve always tended to ignore its other characteristics.
There’s no mistaking a Brant for anything else when seen at this range.