I’ve been driving right past the rookery lately, so I made it a point to stop the other day. As soon as I got out of the car I could tell that things were winding down there, the decibel level was decidedly lessened. The babies have grown so much that it’s now impossible to tell the babies from the adults. I have thought of these wood storks as the ‘three amigos’, but as you can see there were only two of them still standing at attention. The sky was full of birds though, birds seeming to be flying for the fun of it, so maybe the third one was spreading his wings.
The egrets are still the stars of the rookery. They look so elegant no matter what they are doing.
I stopped by last December just to see if anything was happening at the rookery, but there wasn’t a bird in sight. So I had wondered when they would be leaving, and where they are going once they do leave. It seems that I might be out of here before they are…
A Snowbird's Life Through the Lens 