Mr. GBH has found the perfect perch for keeping an eagle eye on what’s going on here.
I find it absolutely amazing that he can land so precisely on the topmost branch. His elegance, poise, balance and control is so perfect.
Mr Purple Gallinule accompanies his wife Gail on a ‘Woman’s Day’ walk through the swamp. As you can see, they are both wearing their most colourful outfits for the occasion.
Happy Woman’s Day to all of you who are of the ‘fairer sex’.
Some may say that Valentines’ Day is ‘for the birds’, but Mr. GBH takes his courtship very seriously as he builds his not-so–little love nest.
This is my entry for Debbie’s ‘Six Word Saturday‘.
Wishing you all a relaxing weekend.
Who would have thought that out of all the amazing birds we have here in Florida, the small inconspicuous Northern Mocking Bird would be chosen as its State Bird?
I’m sure that the ever-dapper Mr. GBH, the distinguished Pelly Pelican and the always elegant Great Egret, would not be impressed were I to tell them this piece of news. Thank goodness they don’t read my blog.
Usually so sleek and smooth, even Mr. GBH can have a ‘bad hair day’. Somehow he still manages to look absolutely gorgeous, so maybe this is just the newest fashion in bird coiffure.
Wishing you all a relaxing and peaceful weekend.
Yesterday, the always alone Woody wood stork, seemed to have finally found a friend. “Hey beautiful, how about a date this evening?”
Ms. Wilma wood stork, although quite flattered by his attentions, decided that he wasn’t quite handsome enough for her, besides which, her mother had warned her not to talk to strangers. She replied as she stalked off, “Thanks but no thanks, Woody. You go your way and I’ll go mine.”
Nice try, Woody, Better luck next time.
Four Brown Pelis perched up high in the swaying branches.
I’ve often marvelled at how they keep their balance and even manage to sleep standing on a branch. Surely it must be exhausting having to hold on so tightly so as not to fall. Well, apparently their talons have a pulley system of tendons so that the bird’s foot closes and grasps automatically as the ankle and knee joints are bent. They can only release their grip once the limb is straightened, so instead of having to expend energy holding on for dear life, as we humans would if we were clinging to a branch, a bird’s magical system simply locks their talons in place. How cool is that?
Have a great Sunday. If you want to see more ‘Fours’, just visit Ailsa’s Travel Theme here.
Ozzy Osprey went fishing this morning and got first prize. “Pardon my butt view whilst I gobble down my sushi breakfast.” It certainly wasn’t Mr. Bass’s lucky Monday.
The fish looks almost as big as he is, but Ozzy isn’t sharing.
Wishing you all a peaceful and successful week.