Or flaminglings, or flaminginis, or however you like to refer to little flamingos. At least two young have hatched, and several other flamingos still have eggs; I’m not sure if that means more young will hatch or that those eggs aren’t going to do much. But I’m hopeful.
And they’re pretty cute, in an endearing, semi-ugly kind of way...
...especially when they’re trying to act like their parents and stand on one leg.
Or when they're pleading:
Or feeding:
Or pecking at their parent's big foot to get it out of their face:
Or just lying around.
P.S. I just want you all to know that I am so dedicated to the art of photography, to this blog, and to you my readers, that I risked being "blessed," as they say, by a huge flock of starlings that were positioned in the trees right above me as I took pictures of the little flamingos. -In fact, my camera-bag strap did get blessed. But what the hell, it came out with some water and rubbing alcohol.
And they’re pretty cute, in an endearing, semi-ugly kind of way...
...especially when they’re trying to act like their parents and stand on one leg.
Or when they're pleading:
Or feeding:
Or pecking at their parent's big foot to get it out of their face:
Or just lying around.
P.S. I just want you all to know that I am so dedicated to the art of photography, to this blog, and to you my readers, that I risked being "blessed," as they say, by a huge flock of starlings that were positioned in the trees right above me as I took pictures of the little flamingos. -In fact, my camera-bag strap did get blessed. But what the hell, it came out with some water and rubbing alcohol.
1 comment:
I like his feet. Maybe with feet like that, I'd never fall over again.
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