Few animals capture the spirit of the north quite like the Black-necked Stork. Known more commonly as Jabirus, they stand on the open mudflats, part of the landscape itself. Tall, deliberate, unmistakable, their iridescent plumage shifts in the late light, silhouetted against a magnificent Northern Territory sunset. As the tide retreats, the flats become a fleeting and wide stage where these birds move with slow precision, dipping and stepping through the shallows in search of fish and crustaceans, wings raised. Out here, where land and water blur, and the sky burns orange for hours, moments like these linger.
Few animals capture the spirit of the north quite like the Black-necked Stork. Known more commonly as Jabirus, they stand on the open mudflats, part of the landscape itself. Tall, deliberate, unmistakable, their iridescent plumage shifts in the late light, silhouetted against a magnificent Northern Territory sunset. As the tide retreats, the flats become a fleeting and wide stage where these birds move with slow precision, dipping and stepping through the shallows in search of fish and crustaceans, wings raised. Out here, where land and water blur, and the sky burns orange for hours, moments like these linger.
