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.
A great blue heron heard his friend calling from the other side of the salt marsh this afternoon and rushed over to see what was going on.
Turns out there were three egrets that had dared to enter ‘their’ territory to do a little fishing. Also turned out that it wasn’t really worth chasing them off so the whole fuss was all for nothing.
Oh well, just another day in the marsh…
I decided to check out the swamp in the morning earlier this week to see if anybody was out and about.
I did see our pal Mr. A relaxing back in among some weeds with his little friend snoozing behind him. After a short time, one more of their buddies went gliding by in the water.
Everyone seemed to be taking it easy, but they are starting to get hungry. 🙂
Earlier this week our hungry alligator pal was slogging through the marsh mud at low tide in search of a snack. I’m not sure what he hoped or expected to find buried in the thick mud, but I never saw him come up with anything that looked worth eating.
Eventually the gator gave up and at the end I thought he had a bit of a sad, dejected look on his mud covered face and paws. But if we look on the bright side…mud is supposed to be good for the complexion and his hide sure does look spiffy! 🙂
We had an alligator out feeding in the salt marsh during low tide this afternoon. I thought it was unusually early for them to be eating but I guess the relatively warm Winter and apparent early Spring must have jump started their appetites.
Since the tide was low, this clever gator managed to find a nice pool of water in which some mullet had found themselves landlocked and trapped.
Mr. A went back and forth and eventually separated one fish out from the herd and had it pushed practically out of the water at the edge of the small pool. That’s when our boy erupted and pounced on the hapless mullet snagging the fish in his powerful jaws.
Despite the struggles of the unfortunate victim, it’s fate was sealed. A few chomps by those white teeth and one swallow later the mullet was history and dinner. This was likely the big guy’s first meal in a while so I’m sure it was appreciated.
Early this afternoon I spotted that distinctive white head peeking up out of a bunch of branches of a pine tree at the edge of the salt marsh.
The eagle was having a nice pleasant sit in the sun until he was called back to the nest site by the mate.
At this point he jumped off from the friendly confines of his soft resting space in the pine and flew by before heading across to the far west side of the marsh where the nest is located.
Also, as best as we can tell, the eagles once again have a pair of chicks in the nest for the second year in a row. Good news and we are delighted they decided to stay around the area to raise their young.
Earlier this week a brown pelican came gliding down into the salt marsh with his water skis fully deployed for a smooth arrival.
This pelican may need a little more practice with those skis because as is often the case when trying out new sports equipment, you end up falling right on your face.
The big guy did end up picking himself up out of the water and continuing along as if nothing happened. But isn’t that pretty much what we would all do?! 🙂