Springing doubt
The Fulmar have started to pair off, soaring with grace on the updraughts to find a perfect spot on the face of the cliffs; cosying up on precarious little ledges, seemingly not ideal for things like eggs. Soon they’ll be sharing their space with Kittiwake and the rock will be loud with activity; the noise matched by Guillemot and Razorbill on the sea …
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