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 group of juvenile tricolored herons look like they just got dropped off in the marsh by their parents yesterday morning and are not sure what to do next.
They seem to be a bit confused and are lacking a distinct plan of action. Oh well… they will learn.
An egret drops in for a visit at the marsh early this morning.
There was actually a pretty good crowd out today. Wood Stork numbers have really started to increase, tricolored herons were feeding in the area and they were joined by a couple of alligators.
It’s late in the day, it’s hot, nobody feels like doing much of anything…
Floating around in some cool water is about the best idea anyone’s had all day.
A great blue heron takes full advantage of that huge wing span as he flies across the salt marsh on a recent morning.
And naturally, as is typical, the heron has to make comments and announcements as it moves from one area of the marsh to the next.
As the setting sunlight was casting a rosy hue on the slightly overcast sky, I spotted a bald eagle very high up and out across the marsh.
Considering the lighting, I had little choice but to go with a silhouette on the eagle. Wish he was in closer but then again the sky made for a somewhat interesting canvas I thought.
A tricolored heron does same fancy footwork earlier this week as he hunts for some tasty seafood snacks in the salt marsh during low tide.
I’ve been giving the white ibis kind of a hard time lately calling them ‘muddy ibis’ and other unflattering terms because of their propensity to be filthy.
They spend so much walking around in mud, which gets their feet muddy. They’re constantly sticking those long curved bills in mud, which gets their faces dirty. Plus they somehow always manage to get mud and dirt all over their feathers.
So it was refreshing when earlier this week I took some flight shots of a passing white ibis and it really was white! And clean! Even its’ feet!
Wow. Amazing. This guy is truly deserving of the name….White Ibis. 🙂
An osprey was chased away by a Red-winged Blackbird yesterday morning. The blackbird must have a nest in the area and doesn’t want the osprey getting too comfortable flying around the general area.
The blackbird might be somewhat confused because it’s unlikely that an osprey who prefers fresh caught fish will attack a nest. The hawk would be the more likely culprit in that scenario, but I suppose they all look around the same to a blackbird. In any case, it’s best to be safe when protecting a nest.