Where’s My Breakfast?

This morning, Woody wood stork came striding purposefully through our backyard and from the determined look in his eye, he was most certainly on a breakfast hunt. I pity any poor fish who are unfortunate enough to come into contact with that beak.

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With his ugly, dark grey, wrinkly, bald head, it’s unlikely that he would win any beauty contests, but having such a menacing face which only a mother could love, probably accounts for the fact that wood storks are rarely preyed upon, even by alligators.

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Wishing you all a very pleasant Sunday.

63 comments on “Where’s My Breakfast?

  1. “… having such a menacing face which only a mother could love …” , I was thinking in similar context but then thought we can’t use our standard perception for him. He might be a cool looking guy for ladies of his own kind. Speaking of this, I like his eye. He seems kind and gentle πŸ™‚

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