The two curlew chicks on the left of the above picture are the same ex-little guys who turned up at our house only five weeks ago. Their parents have started to show them around our property, including the deck. What’s with the ‘alas’ in the post title? Well, apart from the frankly poseur-ish reference to Gertrude Stein’s bizarre ‘poem’ (not worth checking here), we’re currently in the throes of cleaning and resealing the deck planks, and curlew parents aren’t all that obsessed with toilet training.
And below, one of the adults and a chick having a rest in the entrance to our courtyard. The image is soft-ish because (a) I had to zoom from inside through a screen door as (b) evening was coming down.