Chris Szejbach has unaccountably been in Florida while all the excitement is going on at Sonny’s. She’ll be back tomorrow, but meanwhile she sent us a postcard:
She writes: Check out this pelican looking for lunch in Mom’s beak! Don’t include me in the amazing photographer list either. We were at a bird sanctuary today. I hear snow flew in the air today??
Well, Chris, there were some suspicious looking little white things flying around, but I thought they were mosquitoes. They didn’t land. Probably on their way to Florida.
Posted in: Letters from Chris
flandrumhill
March 26, 2010
And I complain about the kids (now men) opening the door to the fridge in search of food every time they walk into the house (even if they’ve been away for months). At least they stay out of my mouth!! It’s amazing what some parents endure for the sake of their children.
Gerry
March 26, 2010
I can see that door hanging open now.
Kathy
March 26, 2010
This is the greatest picture! How sweet. (oops, just read Amy’s comment…on second thought…maybe not THAT sweet!)
Gerry
March 26, 2010
It does seem like having the kids rummaging around in your jaw for a snack might be a tad . . . uncomfortable. Perhaps they’re polite and gentle little pelicans.
p.j. grath
March 26, 2010
That’s pretty funny, Gerry! One of our big bird thrills this winter was seeing a flock of the big American white pelicans out on the Gulf of Mexico. Too far away to photograph, alas, but binoculars brought them close enough to be exciting. Did you know the white ones hunt–that is, fish–collaboratively? They work as a team and herd fish together to harvest. Amazing birds.
chris
March 26, 2010
who says we’re too old to learn something new!
thanks for the pelican info.
I stood and watched them for a long time, amazing is the right word
Gerry
March 26, 2010
I did not know that, PJ. It’s amazing how many things I do not know. That is why I enjoy having an eclectic collection of collaborating contributors and commenters.
And Chris, I would never say that we — you in particular — are too old for anything.