Anna and Anthony Anhinga hanging out to dry their wings after their Sunday breakfast of fresh fish.
Wishing you all a happy and peaceful Sunday.
My orchid is now in full bloom and so gorgeous that I keep going out into the front garden to have another look at it. I’m so glad the Iguanas didn’t munch the buds.
It’s a lovely day here in Florida. Hope your Sunday is a good one.
I’m also linking this to Jude’s ‘Get a little closer’ Garden Photography Challenge.
We had really wild and blustery wind here yesterday, which caused Mr. Great Egret, who is usually so sleekly élégant and sophistiqué, to have a very bad hair day. When I stepped outside to take this photo, my hair decided to do the same.
Happy Sunday to you all. It’s cold here in Florida, so I can only imagine what it must be like for all of you who live further up north. Stay safe and keep warm.
Just arrived for his winter vacation in the sun, is Mr. Wood Stork. He was stalking around on the other side of the lake, but I’m hoping he’ll venture over to my backyard so I can get a good closeup. Wood Storks stand about 3 feet tall and have a wingspan of about 5 feet, so he’s slightly smaller than the Great Blue Heron and the Great Egret.
The Wood Stork is the only stork found in North America, so American babies must be brought by these, and not the White Stork as is tradition. I couldn’t resist sharing this cute stork poem with you.
You know the stork brings babies,
But did you also know
He comes and gets the older folks
When it’s their time to go?
Zooms right down and scoops them up,
Then flaps back out the door
And flies them to the factory where
They all were made before.
And there their skin is tightened up,
Their muscles all are toned,
Their wrinkles all are ironed out,
They’re given brand-new bones.
Ol’ bent backs are straightened up,
New teeth are added too,
Tired hearts are all repaired
And made to work like new.
Their memories are all removed
And they’re shrunk down, and then
The stork flies them back down to earth
As newborn babes again. ~
Mr. GBH can’t just go to the fridge and pull out the fruit and yoghurt, or bacon and eggs for breakfast. He has to carefully creep along the water’s edge looking for unsuspecting fishes. Fish for every meal means lots of lean protein and heart-healthy omega-3 fatty acids. No wonder he stays so slim and healthy. Just look at those thighs…….not an ounce of fat on them!
It’s always such a joy to see a rainbow, and this time, the end of it seemed to be quite close. in fact just the other side of the lake dividing us from our neighbours. That pot of gold had probably never been closer, but with Mr. A lurking somewhere in there, I thought it wisest not to swim over to look for it.