Flamingos in Lake Nakuru By Stan Galloway I had expected something . . . well . . . pinker – you know, plastic-flamingo pink, but in the hundreds of living, moving tufts that mark this mobile community, none approaches that... Continue Reading →
Flamingos in Lake Nakuru By Stan Galloway I had expected something . . . well . . . pinker – you know, plastic-flamingo pink, but in the hundreds of living, moving tufts that mark this mobile community, none approaches that... Continue Reading →