Dropping In On Friends
One day last week we were watching three spoonbills feeding in the salt marsh during low tide.
At one point I happened to glance behind me and saw number four come gliding in from the direction of the swamp.
Our new arrival dropped right in and started feeding immediately while his three friends never broke stride and acted liked the whole thing never happened.
In the second and third photo you can see the antler from a deer skeleton that still remains out in the marsh from last summer.