Footprint in the Dust

There it was, in the sandy dust which passes for soil next to our drive.

But who made it?

A flock of ibises had descended on our street and were busy rooting around in the grass and chuntering to each other in tones vaguely reminiscent of those funny robots in Star Wars. With their long legs and long curved beaks they look excitingly exotic - one of the things that makes Florida a different world. Anywhere else, it would be pigeons but these seem so much more glamorous, even when photographed through one of those filmy windows that's supposed to keep out the sun.