War of the Waders

It’s a boring rainy day at the Bevano estuary, until some brawling noises break the dullness. The Ortazzino teems with black-winged stilts raking the bottom in search of food. But suddenly the fighting starts. Under the indifferent eyes of an egret, a few waders chase each other and cry. Is the marsh too small for the five of them, or are new couples forming?


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