The sun is barely above the horizon. The wooded forest to the east still casts its dark shadow over the dock as I begin to walk down it in the early morning light. To my right in the muck are some feeding Yellow Crowned Night Herons and Clapper Rails. It is unusual to see the Rails so far out in the open. I wonder if these young first year fledglings have heard the stories about the Red Shouldered Hawk snatching unsuspecting Clapper Rails out in the open. The distinct call of the Hawk fills the marsh as it is escorted across the Broward by the ever-present Red-winged Blackbirds pestering its every move. The young Clapper Rails head for the cover of the marsh grass. They have been taught well.
A young White Ibis with patches of brown still showing on its head glides in from my right and turns into the dock nearly landing at my feet. That sure is odd I thought as I point the doohickey at the oncoming bird. Another dark shadow goes over my head as a Wood Stork takes a slow turn over the lagoon and also lands in front of me and is soon joined by the Ibis as they hunt for food in the tidal stream. What an odd looking pair they make. As the Ibis probes the mud it scares up minnows that are quickly snagged by the Wood Stork. The young Ibis then heads towards the muddy shoreline to probe its long proboscis into the mud looking for fiddler crabs. It is very successful but it sure makes for a muddy beak. The not so pretty face of the Wood Stork "almost" looks pretty by comparison. The odd looking couple soon departs as a neighborhood lawn service interrupts the quit morning hunt. As evening falls the Editor spots the Wood Stork again. This time it seems to have come with another friend. One of the same kind. I guess that ugly muddy nose of the Ibis was just too much for the Wood Stork. Some would say they look a bit odd too. But you should see them fly. Oscar also returns with a friend. One of his own kind too..not so odd after all.
And God made them all. Man and beast, fish and fowl. Each after their own kind and told them to be fruitful and multiply. And God said it was good. We seem to have strayed from the original plan a bit too far for me. What I am seeing today in society and the news is not so good I am afraid. Be Blessed. Harry