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or Birds, Birds, Birds . . .
What will be foremost in your memory?
My most indelible memory is of going down the river to a
spot
Everywhere we turned there were more birds to behold. The elusive agame heron, the red-lored parrot, and the grooved-billed ani. Everyone should go to Crooked Tree.
Stay where the birds stay,
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For my husband,
Wil, I know it is the Vermilion Flycatcher. We had seen this
species before in Belize, but never in such numbers. We sat
and watched them flit and flutter and sit on the wire fence
next to us. They weren't just scarlet, they radiated their
color. We saw them all around the town of Crooked Tree, but
we had a favorite spot that we returned to again and again, to
sit and watch as they spread their magic.
where there was a Bare-Throated tiger heron. There,
about 12 feet above us stood the parent, 3 feet from it's nest
of chicks. All were as motionless as a photo in National
Geographic. One chick's neck was stretched 15" above it's
nest. "How could any chick's neck be so long," I asked myself?
But there it was, all downy and spikey and stretched to the
limit. Beside it another head was sticking up, but not so
far. We watched in amazement and fascination, but finally it
was time to drift on down the river.
Out on the lagoon we saw 200 wood storks
feeding on tiny
fish as they moved en masse across the shallow water. We saw
the awesome jabiru and in the distance the rosy glow of the
roseate spoonbill.
