![]() ![]() Ibis have lived in the same areas that humans have spent most of their time in as long as we’ve been humans. They were honking, as if to say, are you forgetting something? It didn’t do anything once it had my attention – it just looked at me for a few seconds and then continued on its way.Īs each day passed it happened more and more, until the one became a dozen, hanging out near my vehicle, watching me while casually sipping water from a storm drain. Yet somehow the white ibis has escaped that recognition until recently, when one physically came to me, day after day, nasally honking at me as if trying to get my attention.Īt first it was just on my way to my car on my daily trips to pick up my child from summer camp. I talk so much about creating partnerships and relationships with many beings, both physical and spirit-based (and a blend of both), in my book and in workshops and interviews on podcasts. They’ve seemingly stepped through the veil of common occurrence and onto my mythopoetic magickal lens. Which makes it all the more significant that they’ve been making themselves known to me lately. In many ways, they make part of the background of every day life here, and in general are little more remarked upon than lizards, cockroaches, tourists, or palm trees. They’re sociable and not shy and will happily snag unguarded food from the picnic table if they get the chance. ![]() Their cousins, the glossy ibis and roseate spoonbill, will occasionally join their foraging parties (called congregations) in the shallow waters, followed sometimes by herons or egrets, where they look for small fish and crustaceans. They flock together or can be found in ones or twos, their shocking blue eyes contrasted by red flesh that is free of feathers on part or most of their heads. Ibis are in some ways a dull bird, ignored by birdwatchers. Ibis have picked up some nicknames here too, mostly relating to their ubiquity, like the “Florida chicken” or the “Florida pigeon.” I’m unsure if the chicken reference has anything to do with their edibility, and I am not too eager to try it out. I live in a zone that transitions from suburban to our watershed just a few miles away, which I frequently visit and write about. They outnumber herons, ducks and egrets, though perhaps not the grackle. They’re anecdotally more ubiquitous than pigeons, doves, bluejays and mockingbirds where I live. The white ibis is not a rare sight to see in Florida. ![]()
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