Ibis Nights: Honey
It was a honey of a ride. No. It wasn't. In fact there hasn't been a honey of a ride in a while. Decent is the most promising description I can manage, so clearly, my name for this bird did not take its inspiration from my riding as of late. Instead she is named for the rich golden honey color of her plumage. In not a single one of the five photos of her I took did she look my way. I don't believe that is due to any shyness, however, but rather due to a dedicated focus on plucking at whatever little morsels were hidden in the straw around her feet.