Eric Gofreed
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With each rhythmic sweep of her broad, spoon-shaped bill, the Rosiette Spoonbill stirs the muddy shallows, sensing prey by touch alone. Occasionally, she flings her bill upward, perhaps to reposition prey or flush something hidden, but this time, she comes up empty. Around her, wide ripples spiral outward in perfect rings, echoing her slow-motion dance across the water.
Watching her, I’m reminded of an old nursery rhyme: Ring around the rosy, pocket full of posies. Many believe this rhyme dates back to times of plague or smallpox. The “rosy” refers to the red rash that was one of the first signs of illness. The “ring” was the circular shape the rash often made. A pocket full of posies meant people carried flowers or herbs in hopes of warding off disease or at least masking the smell. And “we all fall down” was a quiet nod to the many who died.
Here, in gentler times, it’s rings around the Rosette—not of sickness, but of searching. Her dance through the shallows leaves circles not of sorrow, but of instinct, grace, and survival. (“Rosiette” is a poetic play on “Roseate” and “Rosie”—a nod to both the bird and the rhyme.)
Watching her, I’m reminded of an old nursery rhyme: Ring around the rosy, pocket full of posies. Many believe this rhyme dates back to times of plague or smallpox. The “rosy” refers to the red rash that was one of the first signs of illness. The “ring” was the circular shape the rash often made. A pocket full of posies meant people carried flowers or herbs in hopes of warding off disease or at least masking the smell. And “we all fall down” was a quiet nod to the many who died.
Here, in gentler times, it’s rings around the Rosette—not of sickness, but of searching. Her dance through the shallows leaves circles not of sorrow, but of instinct, grace, and survival. (“Rosiette” is a poetic play on “Roseate” and “Rosie”—a nod to both the bird and the rhyme.)
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