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.
This morning an osprey came swooping into the marsh area and as he flew overhead he gave me an odd look.
A short time later I saw the osprey land in a dead tree along side the edge of the salt marsh. I went over to see about possibly getting a look at him, but instead, he was the one taking yet another good long look at me.
Not sure what’s on his mind, and also thinking it may be better if I never know.
The wood storks are only just starting to come in over the past few days. It almost seems like there are showing up one at a time, like this fellow here.
By the end of the month and into Aug. we should have well over a hundred practically filling the trees.
Wood storks have a face only a mother could love, but they are interesting birds and fun to watch.
This snowy egret got himself all fluffed and frizzied while walking among the oyster beds in the salt marsh yesterday.
At first I thought that maybe an oyster had Snowball by the foot, but no, once again it’s just a case of a snowy being a snowy.
They often get all in a tizzy over anything…or nothing.
This morning a great blue heron and an egret were fishing nearby each other in the salt marsh. They were getting along fine because they were on a pool of baitfish and everybody was snatching them up as fast as they could.
They were going so fast that they each dropped a fish in their excitement to wolf them down so quickly.
Normally both birds, but especially the blue heron, would rather catch one or two large fish than have to use the energy to catch lots of small ones. But it all turns out fine in the end because if a bird eats enough of the tiny fish they will get filled up, it will just take a bit longer.
This morning I was watching an osprey circling above the marsh hunting for breakfast. I saw him dive down a few times and come up empty each time.
Finally, he hit the water and I could tell he got himself a fish. What I didn’t realize at the time was that the osprey had caught two fish!
Normally I stop taking photos as a bird begins to fly away from me, but in this case I’m glad I stuck with it. It’s amazing for me to see an osprey with a pair of fish, one dangling from each talon!
Very early this morning, I mean really early, we noticed some fresh tracks in the salt marsh mud leading out to the shallow water due to low tide.
The architect of the tracks was quickly spotted making his way along the mud and out into the water to get an early jump on some morning fishing.
The little sneak had gotten up and out right at sunrise, no doubt to surprise the seafood buffet that will be unprepared for a hungry breakfast guest.