I drove back and forth to the South Platte River on U. S. Highway 24 for more than 20 years when I was guiding fly fishers. I can’t remember when the “flamingoes” first appeared in this field next to the highway, but it was a long time ago. The flock changes every year, sometimes there are more flamingoes and in other years there are fewer. I always said I should stop and take a picture, but never got around to it. Well today I did. And I’d like to thank whoever faithfully puts them out there every summer.
I’ll let you know if I ever see them fly away…..