Necky’s World…

by | May 13, 2023

Necky’s kindness…

It was Necky who helped show me the ways of Danzante Bay. He came to me, looked up as our eyes met. He flapped his wings as if to say, “welcome to my digs.”

“It’s safe to wade here just like me, I won’t fly away,” I imagined him to say as he reached out to me. So, I stepped closer to Necky while he led the way, pointing his beak further out into the bay.

As I walked slowly out into the cool sea the balmy breeze touched my face and soothed my soul. Necky took flight in that moment, gliding down the beach in stealthy form looking for a Sardine snack. I watched him land with grace where he found a school of Sardines. Necky’s long beautiful neck is designed to snatch his favorite fish with precision.

Quite by surprise, Necky returned to land about 6 feet from me, pointing out to sea, once again. “Go further, but not beyond the red flag blowing on the point, you see,” I imagined him to say.

The “Reddish Egret Heron”

“The Reddish Egret is considered one of the most active herons, and is often seen on the move. It stalks its prey in shallow water, typically near mud flats. While frequently running energetically and using the shadow of its wings to reduce glare on the water once it is in position to spear its prey. The bold, rapacious yet graceful feeding behavior is typical of the proximity to mud flats.”

Danzante Bay, from morning to night, inspired me to live in the moment, to be mindful of our blessings. Judy and I will treasure the memories of our two weeks in paradise. We’ll definitely be back in the coming months to enjoy the gifts of this special place once again.

Will Necky remember me? Will he show me the ways of Danzante Bay again? I think so.

About the author

Steve Sparks is a retired information technology sales and marketing executive with over 35 years of industry experience, including a Bachelors’ in Management from St. Mary’s College. His creative outlet is as a non-fiction author, writing about his roots as a post-WWII US Navy military child growing up in the 1950s-1960s.
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