Four and twenty black birds

The little black cormorants love the basalt boulders along the waterfront at Williamstown. It's difficult to get close to them, though, because they have a long flight distance. I've tried sneaking up on them by hiding behind the she oaks on the Strand. But it doesn't fool the canny cormorants. And it makes people look at me strangely.

Now I come to think of it, maybe that's why the birds flee.