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.
Hooded Mergansers are my all time favorite duck. They are fun to watch and comical in appearance, almost like nature’s little joke on us all. If someone tried to invent a cartoon duck from another planet, hoodies are what they would look like.
Yesterday afternoon I saw this male hoodie floating along quietly but I could tell just from looking at him that he was not going to stay put for long. Hooded mergansers can be very skittish and within a few seconds this little guy was off and running. And then of course finally flying.
For kind of goofy looking ducks, hoodies are extremely fast flyers and this little fellow zipped by me in an instant.
I always enjoy any chance I get to watch and photograph a hoodie because they never fail to entertain and amaze!
Yesterday afternoon I spotted this osprey sitting high up in a pine at the edge of the salt marsh. It wasn’t until I got a closer look that I realized he had just about finished his dinner.
The entire front portion of the a fish had been removed and consumed, all that was left was a bit of mid and tail section.
In a blink though, the osprey was off and had taken his leftovers along with him.
This past week a bald eagle decided to sit high up in a pine tree and enjoy some afternoon sun along with a panoramic view of the marsh.
The eagle must have spotted something because he didn’t stay in the tree for long. With a jump and a flap of those huge wings, this eagle was airborne and past me in a flash. From there it seemed to be an almost effortless glide with only minimal wing action required.
Nice day for a flight!
Most of you know our good buddy Radar. He’s the great egret with the tracking antenna pack attached to his back. As always, Radar is head egret in charge of the marsh and keeps everybody including, the alligators, in line.
Last week as I was leaving for the evening, I saw Radar perched at the edge of the marsh enjoying his view. He was silhouetted by warm setting sunlight and as usual has a commanding appearance. :-)
This morning I spotted this blue heron in a tree along the edge of the marsh. It was an odd place for the bird to perch and I suspected it would not stay there very long.
That was indeed the case as the GBH suddenly threw up his wings in preparation for departure. Except his exit was not particularly graceful, it looked more like he fell out of the tree.
He did manage to quickly regain balance and go into a fairly smooth glide mode and then head out across the pond area. But it reminded me of a cat that falls awkwardly but still does manage to land on it’s feet and then gives you that look like… “What? I wanted to do that.” :-)