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.
When I spotted this osprey gliding toward me in the salt marsh today, I quickly noticed he was carrying what appeared to be Dinner To Go.
But as I thought about it some more… it could also be delivery. Perhaps Mrs. Osprey is back at the old nest anxiously awaiting the arrival of Mister bringing home the Saturday evening special.
This afternoon we were watching an egret fishing in the salt marsh. He was catching a few mostly tiny fish and shrimp when finally he caught one just a bit bigger than the others.
After a quick gulp down, the egret took off across the reeds like a rocket! At first I thought maybe he wanted to tell all his friends at the other side of the marsh about his day of fishing. But then I realized he was just going off to chase away some other birds.
Oh well… typical egrets.
Well we don’t call them “muddy ibis” for nothing. Just look at the feet and face of this guy as he comes in for a landing in the salt marsh earlier this week. I’m actually rather surprised he managed to keep those feathers as white as they are, usually they get those mucked up as well.
But I really like these birds, they are always active and fun to watch and generally don’t have a lot to say. About the most I’ll hear from an ibis is the occasional low grunt.🙂
At this time of year, what used to be early evening light is now late afternoon light. But it’s still one of the nicest times to be out in the salt marsh area and having the chance to watch colorful birds such as these tricolored herons.
Here we have a juvenile flying back toward the tress perhaps to roost as his day may be coming to a close.
The adult however was not done fishing and has a nice catch to wind up his day. In both cases, it’s a nice time of year to be out there.
Earlier this week we had a white ibis and snowy egret fishing together in the salt marsh. Suddenly the ibis decided he wanted to show off for his snowy friend and go into a full fluff and twist act.
I thought the expression on snowball’s face was priceless, he never reacted even slightly. Even as the ibis walks away looking all pleased and satisfied with himself I couldn’t get a read on the snowy. He was either thinking… “Dude, that was so totally awesome!” Or… “Man, that ibis is nuts.”
Either one works I suppose but comical and interesting in any case. 🙂