And, yes, they are fine/ friends who aerially poop/ but never on me! Enjoyed that haiku, Bill Bisgood! Fine friends, indeed. I just past a lone ibis cropping his pasture of bugs – the crows must have told him about me – so I passed unmolested by any prancing or flapping or flying away with a full five-foot margin. The Sandhill Cranes are a ‘nother matter: they ignore me up to a 10-foot radius and mostly I try to scribe a larger half-circle when a whole crowd descends on the open field across from the middle school when the monsters – and their students – are sequestered. Our year-round resident cranes seem to get the school district calendar hot off the presses as the yards, sidewalks, parking and else fill up with grazing birds each weekend, holiday, teacher enslavement (work) day and vacations. Such stately beasts!
Sounds an impressive lineup. I’ve seen ibis but never a crane, one for my to do list. Teachers can be even more difficult to spot, a rare and skittish species. Glad you like it, much appreciated.
Bill: I get paid to walk in woods and swamps – and sometimes do it free: fewer two-footed poisonous about generally. Carry a few knives, a big stick (6-3 Cypress sapling felled in a drought and carefully rubbed of its “bark” lo those past 3 decades spent watching Bald Eagles steal freshwater mullet from the better angler, Osprey. Our feathered reptile-cousins are a treat: and sometimes I get to watch over nesting Eagles alongside construction sites – to keep the backup beepers chilled and the party-after crews away: and the Eagles have been using the railroad siding since long before development occurred with housing and now four-laned bypass loops – all of which contribute to Baldies’ provender: pups, kits, road-kill and their numbers thrive in Seminole County in Central Florida. Glad to have stumbled across you and your work, sir.
Thank you, and though not my part of the world , thank you for your care and obvious compassion. I also spend hours out in the hills enjoying the wild ones, (ospreys just returned for the summer), my life would be much impoverished without those freedoms.
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Oh wow. I have yet to see any but will be on the lookout now. Where about are you ?
Llangrannog, West Wales, I saw them along the coast path 🐣
Oh you lucky person to live over there
It is a special place 🌞
And, yes, they are fine/ friends who aerially poop/ but never on me! Enjoyed that haiku, Bill Bisgood! Fine friends, indeed. I just past a lone ibis cropping his pasture of bugs – the crows must have told him about me – so I passed unmolested by any prancing or flapping or flying away with a full five-foot margin. The Sandhill Cranes are a ‘nother matter: they ignore me up to a 10-foot radius and mostly I try to scribe a larger half-circle when a whole crowd descends on the open field across from the middle school when the monsters – and their students – are sequestered. Our year-round resident cranes seem to get the school district calendar hot off the presses as the yards, sidewalks, parking and else fill up with grazing birds each weekend, holiday, teacher enslavement (work) day and vacations. Such stately beasts!
Sounds an impressive lineup. I’ve seen ibis but never a crane, one for my to do list. Teachers can be even more difficult to spot, a rare and skittish species. Glad you like it, much appreciated.
Bill: I get paid to walk in woods and swamps – and sometimes do it free: fewer two-footed poisonous about generally. Carry a few knives, a big stick (6-3 Cypress sapling felled in a drought and carefully rubbed of its “bark” lo those past 3 decades spent watching Bald Eagles steal freshwater mullet from the better angler, Osprey. Our feathered reptile-cousins are a treat: and sometimes I get to watch over nesting Eagles alongside construction sites – to keep the backup beepers chilled and the party-after crews away: and the Eagles have been using the railroad siding since long before development occurred with housing and now four-laned bypass loops – all of which contribute to Baldies’ provender: pups, kits, road-kill and their numbers thrive in Seminole County in Central Florida. Glad to have stumbled across you and your work, sir.
Thank you, and though not my part of the world , thank you for your care and obvious compassion. I also spend hours out in the hills enjoying the wild ones, (ospreys just returned for the summer), my life would be much impoverished without those freedoms.
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Thanks for the link 🐥
Spring really has sprung.
24C here today, prob snow tomorrow, such ornery weather 🌊
How wonderful! We get barn swallows here, in the summer.
They are very emotive, I’ve seen them all over the planet, never fail to bring a smile. Are your barn swallows like our house martins?
I think they may be.
‘A barn swallow, by any other name, would sing as sweet’
I would love to see one! We have mostly robins.
Worth travelling to see, beautiful birds. Your robins are different to ours, just as feisty I think .