Great thick-knees are distinctly odd birds – a combination of a shoebill stork, a sandpiper, an ostrich, a bustard, with a hint of a brief, scandalous dalliance with a chessboard around the eyes. They move stiffly and slowly through the days, breaking out into short runs if hurried, moving deliberately, as if trying to hold all the different pieces of themself together.
The IUCN lists them as near-threatened due to the rapid disappearance of their riverside habitat. This one appeared on the bank like a ghost, landing silently, staring at us carefully for moments as we drifted away across the river.
Vernal hanging parrots streak across the forests in emerald shards. Continue reading “Vernal”
Sunset comes in fiery blaze to the Irrawaddy. Continue reading “Egrets on the Irrawaddy”
The spring is on the verge of tumbling into the fields in London. Continue reading “On a Goldcrested Afternoon”