Untainted love: Painted Storks

71% of you tastes like the salt in me too. When I first spotted Painted Storks, they were way up in the sky, like militant inkblots on a mission. As they were descending, unstitched from the horizon, I could see their impressive down-curved beaks. They found an open marsh below, about half a kilometer away,... Continue Reading →

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