Its name comes from being the smallest Tern in North American. But no matter how big or small you are, when you’re alone when you expected the gang to be with you, heading out against the storm can be lonely. Might be flying against the wind, you gotta keep flying or, you crash. Progress might be slow, at times none at all. But as long as you keep flapping, you are still doing a whole lot better than falling behind. Keep flapping my friends!
Least Tern captured by Z 9 / 800f5.6 AFS