regal

A couple of Terek sandpipers rest on the sand with the flock of local Royal Terns. Tereks migrate thousands of miles to avoid the northern winter freeze. During migration they will drift on the breeze and in their dreams they sleep with the moon.

Such adventurers have no border restrictions, they don’t have to file for visas or passports. They merely lift their wings and majestically migrate to any warmer destination that appeals. With the locals so astounded by their surprise visits no squabbles unfold. Yet the language barrier ensures a bewildered mingling as each suss the other out.

This regal couple remain aloof just grateful for a rest on the sand with unfamiliar feathered friends. So although the tern may be royal the sandpipers are without doubt regal!

d’Verse, 144 words prose, including “In their dreams they sleep with the moon.” Merril

33 comments

  1. Wonderful photo, wonderful birds and a stellar piece of nature writing, Kate, and I love how you wove the prompt line into it. I enjoyed the paragraph about the lack of border restrictions, visas and passports.

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  2. Love this, SweetKate! Regal, indeed! Also, love the birds and their reflections!
    I hope they will slumber peacefully tonight. And fly happily tomorrow. Wonderful that they have no borders, etc. We once saw some seagull in a place that should not have seagulls. 😮 Guess they took a long trip and ended up there. 🙂
    HUGS!!! 🙂

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  3. Oh, I love this. I watch the birds at the Delaware River near me, and I also observe how the gulls and geese and the single heron stand around together. Yes, wouldn’t it be nice if we could be that way?
    Of course, then there are the birds of prey. . . 😏

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  4. Everyday nature presents us with simple yet beautiful examples on how to be kind and share what we have. I do hope we learn and not just ignore it.
    Wonderful shot and post, Kate.

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  5. Nice photo, Kate, and an even nicer write-up. You’ve charmed the eye and delighted the intellect.

    A bit off-topic, but in keeping with the now-common theme of seasonal migrations, I still happen to enjoy the snow. This opinion may change as I age, but for now, give me four seasons! There’s something cheerful about snow, brightening a world that’s gone all dingy. Plus few experiences can match the magnificence of watching the flakes accumulate outside when I’m snug inside. Cozy.

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