Across the Lebrija we reached on the next day again the banks of the Guadalquivirs, where …
… from everywhere the happy cluttering of the storks is to be heard now:
"Nobody can complain about anything! My house is completely equipped with solar panels!"
"Modern nonsense! We rather are breeding traditionally in trees!"
At the Gualdaquivir your heart really is opening:
Hush … the Night Herons are sleeping!
The young Gossy Ibis in comparison was wide awake and we were very happy to be able to admire the wonderful colors of its plumage:
Also in this area some Black Storks were around:
"How could I get the prey of these Ravens?" Mrs. Marsh Harrier is thinking:
A first try was not successful. But in teamwork ….
… the Ravens chase the Marsh Harriers away, which ….
… first has to recover from the shock:
Finally the Ravens were satisfied and that was the chance for Mrs. Marsh Harrier:
Beside of Cattle Egrets, NIght Herons and Herons we also saw Great White Egrets. Here in place of all a Squacco Heron:
I am always again enthralled that these areas are still there, used by humans, but still a resting area and a habitat for an unbelievable high number of animals.