Egrets

They circle in from the sky, swoop across the water, lite quietly near us, on the golf-course shore.
Scouts fly across the lagoon, check out the trees on the far shore, return. Eventually their message is: "No alligators in the branches".
In quick succession then, in clusters of twos or threes, the flocked Egrets, Ibises, Herons fly from the near shore over to their residence for the night,
now quite noisy as they congratulate themselves and sing lullabies to one another.

As night falls, the two roosts filled up, the bickering for favorite spots recedes, and the only sound is the contented cooing of the flock.




There are two roosts across the lagoon:	the tree to our right

		...and the copse to our left.

Many of the birds in the area of the copse seem to have settled on the ground rather than in the trees, which is strange because an alligator could be seen cruising along the shore.