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.
Well our fuzzy little mink friend is back. This afternoon we saw him pop out from behind some rocks along the edge of the marsh. He scampered around for a bit before disappearing back down into the rocks.
We waited for a little while, but never did see him pop back up. I have to figure he has a bunch of cozy hiding spots down in among the rocks and brush.
Yesterday afternoon a blue heron appeared to be rather upset when he saw this slightly out of control juvenile wood stork heading straight for him.
The young stork did manage to land without crashing into the heron but you never know…those inexperienced kids can be unpredictable so it’s best to remain alert if you happen to be standing in the flight path!
Late this afternoon we had some juvenile white ibis show up in the marsh area.
At first just one came in but he was quickly joined by two more of his friends. They mostly just stood around on one leg for a while before gradually walking away one by one. (they didn’t fly away…they walked)
Finally we had one lone young ibis remaining, and he slowly made his way toward me along the shallow water before heading farther out into the marsh with his friends.
The great blue heron’s flair for the dramatic is well known. The one thing a blue heron never wants to be is ignored.
They often make loud comments to announce their arrival or departure, or for apparently no reason at all, at least not to us.
Great blue herons seem to be quite fond of making any type of display possible, at any time they might choose. Earlier this week we saw this great blue get himself in a totally all fluffed up state for reasons, once again, unknown to us.
But as long as he’s having a good time who are we to argue or question the reason why?
Just as I was leaving this evening I saw a little mink pop out from among the rocks along the edge of the marsh. As soon as the mink spotted me he surprised me by running right toward me, it was almost like my cat bouncing into the room!
He quickly put on the breaks however, stopped, took another look at me, and headed back toward the rocks along the edge of the water.
I didn’t see the little guy again, and since it was getting dark I figured he was snuggling down into a cozy spot for the night.
In a typical situation, a blue heron and a great egret will look for practically any excuse to squabble and start an argument.
Usually, as in the case here, it’s over who is the rightful owner of a particular fishing area.
It’s not even that it’s a terrific fishing spot worth fighting over, it’s just that one bird doesn’t want the other one there on principle.
This behavior has likely been going on for thousands of years and continues on to this day. Birds will be birds. :-)