Comments for: Terns’ delicate aerial ballet most captivating

The high-pitched, burry squealing of terns reached me on the hill, and I looked down to see squadrons of them patrolling the surf. Their bodies were dazzling white against the blue-green of the ocean, their flight light and buoyant. Every now and then I saw… Read More
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