Walking from Craigville down Long Beach in Barnstable to observe the shorebird migration, I marveled at sanderlings, semi-palmated sandpipers and ruddy turnstones feeding at the waves’ edge. Many, fresh from the Arctic, had never dealt with humans and were naively approachable.The turnstones, as their appropriate name implies, feed by turning over little stones, shells, and sand to find food buried underneath. I witnessed one kill and dismember a tiny crab.Further […]