I watched as this Herring Gull dropped this Hardshell Clam (quahog) one two three times before the shell broke apart.
The meaty deliciousness within went down the hatch pretty quickly.
Note the flecks in the eye.
The shelly remains.
Nearby was this half-eaten fish. Possibly Atlantic Menhaden.
When I returned about 45 minutes later, the remains were not being wasted.
Shore Dinner
Published December 10, 2019 Fieldnotes Leave a CommentTags: birding, birds, Brooklyn, Dead Horse Bay
0 Responses to “Shore Dinner”