This Western Grebe caught my eye at Elkhorn Slough last week. It was swimming alone, although there was a large flock of Buffleheads nearby. It looked lonely but then . . .
I realized that maybe it was looking for some alone time.
Taking care of a little personal grooming without comments from the peanut gallery.
A thorough cleaning . . . Grebe style!
It’s Spring after all and a Grebe has to look her best. His best? Its best?
Ahhhhh, so much better!
Happy Spring, everyone!
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