Good morning PiPL Friends,
Sunday marked the late nest little chick’s ten-day-old milestone. Thank you to all our GHB and CHB ambassadors for your wonderfully watchful eyes and updates. And thank you Deb and Duncan for the late day/ early evening misty sightings.
Susan Pollack writes from her morning shift,
“Good morning all,
On this drizzly morning I found the new dad and chick all the way down the beach, foraging at the water’s edge. It was high tide, no time to be at the creek.
The dad was as protective ever, chasing off sanderlings skittering at the tideline and piping at walkers to keep their distance. In quieter moments he and the chick, as lively as ever, resorted to some thermo-snuggling.
When Jane arrived at 8, I headed west to look for Handsome and the fledgling. I found them with Mom, who seems to have lost a leg, and a plover I assume is the mother of the new chick. All four birds were resting contentedly in the sand, their bodies cocked into the wind. No other birds were in sight, a peaceful scene.”
and Jennie shares a haiku for Heidi,
Heavy cloud day—
refuge for chick and dad
at river’s bend.
A brief update from Dave Rimmer – although there were PiPls at Coffins Beach, for the first time in a long while, there were no nests. The good news is that there are three chicks in Beverly!! Thanks so much to Dave for sharing the 411.
Jill, please let me know if you touch base with Joe regarding the monofilament bin. Thank you 🙂
Have a great day!
Some photos of our little ten-day-old chick and family
From a nest of three eggs, two hatched
First daysThe tiny one-day-old chick that perished
Salt Island Dad puffed out, making himself look larger while defending the littlest chick from Handsome