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Sunday, March 11, 2018

Sunday bird blogging



A petrel, probably a Southern giant, stark against white skies in the Drake Passage.

They're not lovely birds, with the prominent tubular nostrils on their beaks, but they are apparently perfectly adapted to life as seabirds; once a petrel starts flying it never sets down again on land until it's old enough to breed.

That's up to seven years in the air, and they have to provide their own snacks.

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