Hello, beautiful community! Happy Thanksgiving!
Early morning, I tiptoed over to this area of the butterfly garden. At first I thought, is Bumblebee dead? But no, not that bardo. After 20 minutes, it flew off. Bee was likely sleeping away from the nest and warming up on a blossom close to a nectar source. I read that yes, bees, nap!
Then this.
First there was one.
Then many.
And two showed me something new. A pair of Wood Storks courted in a Southern Live Oak tree grove in Woodlawn. A dance began with what looked like whisperings.
Followed by nibbles. A lot of mutual nibbles.
They'd look out across the pond together. That gaze made their toes curl.
Then they'd swoop down in unison almost touching the ground. But before that, bill clicks. Click. Click.
The end gesture was standing still. For maybe 5 minutes, and then again, whisper, nibble, look up, clack bills, swoop down, more nibbles, stand still. Later, I saw them nestled in the trees, still courting.
