There’s a trail nearby that cuts through a swamp area. One side is pretty thick, the other a bit more open. In short you are surrounded by swampy muck.
The White Ibis are here often. They walk back and forth to either side and when I walk by none want to move too far. In fact many will stroll just ahead of me if I am walking slow.
The other day I decided to grab a bunch of random photos as we hung out together. I have named them ‘my travel buddies’.
The image above is when I first came up on the flock. Taken through the low plants. I wasn’t sure if they would stay with me this time.
Above you can see a White Ibis coming out of the water to start our stroll.
I need to dig through the other shots from the morning. I took way too many, now for the hard part before I can add to this series.
These are terrific! V and I were wondering what you guys talk about 😊
Usually incoherent mumbles, an occasional word of wisdom. The pointy nose white guys have much to say about nothing. (Like most travel companions, except Ellen of course)
😊