I previously worked as a news and sports photographer. Recently I have been enjoying wildlife photography. My approach toward bird photos is similar to sports photography. I attempt to capture mostly action and hopefully a unique perspective.
As the setting sunlight was casting a rosy hue on the slightly overcast sky, I spotted a bald eagle very high up and out across the marsh.
Considering the lighting, I had little choice but to go with a silhouette on the eagle. Wish he was in closer but then again the sky made for a somewhat interesting canvas I thought.
I’ve been giving the white ibis kind of a hard time lately calling them ‘muddy ibis’ and other unflattering terms because of their propensity to be filthy.
They spend so much walking around in mud, which gets their feet muddy. They’re constantly sticking those long curved bills in mud, which gets their faces dirty. Plus they somehow always manage to get mud and dirt all over their feathers.
So it was refreshing when earlier this week I took some flight shots of a passing white ibis and it really was white! And clean! Even its’ feet!
Wow. Amazing. This guy is truly deserving of the name….White Ibis. :-)
An osprey was chased away by a Red-winged Blackbird yesterday morning. The blackbird must have a nest in the area and doesn’t want the osprey getting too comfortable flying around the general area.
The blackbird might be somewhat confused because it’s unlikely that an osprey who prefers fresh caught fish will attack a nest. The hawk would be the more likely culprit in that scenario, but I suppose they all look around the same to a blackbird. In any case, it’s best to be safe when protecting a nest.
We went over this morning hoping the new spoonbill arrival was still in the area, and at first we couldn’t see him anywhere.
Finally, to our delight, he showed up and came flying right in to the salt marsh. It was low tide this morning, so I’m sure that appealed to the spoonie because they generally prefer feeding in the shallow water depth of the lower tide.
He walked around for a while doing some casual fishing (or quite likely shrimping) but then he spotted one of his wood stork buddies over at the far back edge of the pond and flew over to join Woody.
We thought he might spend the morning there but after an hour or so many of the wood storks flew over to the salt marsh side to do a little feeding of their own. The spoonbill faithfully followed as they like to pal around with the storks.
But spoonie did not stay long, he lifted his head up, took a look around, and jumped off flying directly across from me. Initially, he flew out toward the ocean but then did a wide overhead circle and the last I saw he was headed for the swamp which is where he likely spent the rest of his day.
Fun seeing the pink guy for a second day and nice to know he is staying around. Hopefully some of his friends show up soon.