Fluttering into a wild iris meadow
White-faced Ibis alight
Curved bills preen and probe
Iridescent feathers catch fading light
Casting rainbows over dusty hills
Awakening dormant wildflowers
Yearning for an opportunity
To shine
Fluttering into a wild iris meadow
White-faced Ibis alight
Curved bills preen and probe
Iridescent feathers catch fading light
Casting rainbows over dusty hills
Awakening dormant wildflowers
Yearning for an opportunity
To shine
Or just plain eating crow? Hard to tell if these birds are setting up a murder.
Who knows what they were eating in that field, Don. Only the ibis know…
Saw those ibis on my trip down to Summer Lake. Loved seeing them land in the fields and love these words*
Thanks! You may have seen them in the same place, near Paisley. Uniquely beautiful birds.
Yes, that’s exactly where it was! On that long stretch of road just outside of town!
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Thanks! I’ll check out your blog.
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