A belated happy new year everyone.... time to catch up, then, starting with these always beguiling Little Gulls from a week or so back. After what seemed like an eternity of heavy rain and black skies, finally the sun broke through towards dusk one cold evening, and on a beautifully hostile, deserted Brigg I was suddenly surrounded by them; dainty but hard-as-nails, I had at least 77 feeding and/or battling south. Always a joy.
