Woke up this morning to the front page of the Post & Courier featuring this story about two of our parishioners, Ted & Rosemary Ford. The Ford’s had Jacqui and I down to their plantation last spring to see the migration of these birds, and it is truly a sight to behold. Wade Spees, another parishoner, took the photos.
Here’s a clip:
The mill pond is one of those places you’ve likely never heard of — back in the bottom of the Little Salkehatchie River, out in the middle of nowhere.
When the first flight of white ibises sweeps in, the cypress already are clustered with great egrets, showing their plumes, nipping and courting. Wood storks circle in to preen with their mates in the nests. The ibises come flocking, by the dozens, by the hundreds — flight after flight after flight until they swarm across the skies and the pond. The branches hum like bees with honks and whirring.
By dusk, the cypress are thronged with white wings that glow like fresh snow.
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