I think I do this post every year, but here we go again. There are a lot of storks around here, because it's conveniently close to Africa, where they spend the winter, and because there are a lot of the sort of places they like to build their nests- broadly speaking, high off the ground, flat and stable.
They like church steeples, belfries, industrial chimneys, the canopies of trees where falling branches have left a steady surface, isolated hilltops with plenty of shrubbery, and we have a lot of all of those things.
On Sunday I went to one of the best places for stork watching, a few miles out of town, and dragged the bike along half a mile of path that was so muddy the wheels clogged up the frame and couldn't turn. But it was worth it, of course, as you can see from the pictures.
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