A mooch around South Gare at the mouth of the Tees. Twitchers were twitching over a black-throated diver. Apparently. But it was so far away I couldn’t make out any detail. Could well have been a cormorant as far as I knew. Instead, a lone Redshank amongst a flock of sleeping Oystercatchers caught my attention. Before being disturbed by the dog.
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