My grandmother loves puffins.
The island where my grandparents live, Runde in Western Norway, is famous for being one of their main nesting sites in the country.
Having visited the island a lot through my childhood, the puffins has a special place in my heart as well.
Not because of my interest in birds.
But all the memories they represent.
How they’re painted on signs all over the island, to attract the tourists.
The late evenings walking up on the mountain.
Watching them come home after a long day of fishing out at sea.
With their beautiful beaks shining in the evening sun.
And those kind, charming eyes.
Standing along visiting photographers with hugely expensive cameras.
Clicking eagerly to get that long-awaited shot.
Because it’s one of few opportunities for them to catch one on camera.
While we were lucky enough to be able to meet them every single night.
These are fantastic . We hope to see the puffins next year. It would be wonderful !
Thank you so much!😀 I hope you do as well! I saw them about four days ago. It was fantastic! 🙂
I love puffins too, so beautiful.
They sure are 😀
Awesome! I’ve never seen a Puffin in the wild, very cool birds!
Very cool! You can’t mistake them for any other bird 🙂
I love this. We get puffins off the North East coast of England. They are beautiful birds.
They sure are! And how tough they must be spending most of the year out at sea 🙂
great!
Thank you! 😀
It’s one of those birds that you just can’t dislike. I know them as sea parrots. Beautiful bird – beautiful painting
Thank you! I do agree. And you can’t mistake them for any other bird 🙂