THE ISLET OF THE SCARLET IBIS
Suddenly then, there appears to be a scarlet dot on the green mound. Is it real, or is it a reflection of your expectant mind? As you try to discern, there appear a few more dots. And then you see it! The whole dimming sky has filled up with scarlet dots, and they are all moving towards the mound. The scarlet ibises are coming home for the night.
Some fly straight in. Some come circling in. And then, once in a while, startling you, there comes a fast-flying squadron of them through a narrow passage between two nearby islands. Like a sudden gust of wind through a crevasse.
By sundown the green is completely supplanted. The whole mound has become solid, soft and faintly glistening scarlet. Everyone is home. The parents are home. The brood is home.
The islet of the scarlet ibis has become an ibis.