Little-ringed Plovers
As i sat hidden amongst the long grass just below the seawall watching a few waders on the flood water. A slight movement from behind the group of Pied Wagtails caught my eye. A Stout was prowling throw the grass. Edging his way closer to the group of unexpected birds. But it's mission was a failure as soon as it broke from its cover and the Wagtails just flitted further along the muddy margins. An unexpected treat to my regular Monday visit to the ranges.
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