A resident of my neighborhood.
A wood stork.
He and his friends are always walking down the road.
It seems he should be carrying a briefcase maybe.
They stand in the road and look at you,
willing you to drive around them because they wont move.
And they walk soooooooooo slow.
Nevertheless, I love every one of them.
The house is not mine, but a neighbor.
His friends, the white ibis,
are the one's who visit my yard
to pick for the chemical-free bugs.
Isn't Mother Nature awesome?