Birds in general are weird, but our friendly neighbourhood reiger (heron? crane? stork? whatever) is especially so. What in the name of all that’s feathered is he doing on the roof of the houseboat next door, spreading his wings, wobbling his throat and stepping around in circles?
A couple more pics below the fold.
Just down the canal lives a family of meerkoeten. They’re nauseatingly cute.
Mama takes good care of them.
Monday, September 18, 2006
These cheerful little fellows were hanging out in the tree in front of our place a couple of weeks ago. (Cheers to Andi for the photos, and apologies for butchering them with the Gimp.)