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.
Tuesday afternoon this anhinga was competing in the weekly marsh fish toss contest. They are awarded points on skill, distance, accuracy, and of course style! You have to look good while tossing your fish.
No big surprise I’m sure, but we have this week’s winner right here. First prize is handed out by the alligators and it’s a promise by them to leave the anhingas alone for an entire week and not eat anybody.
Good luck with them keeping that promise.
Earlier this week we had a black skimmer make one quick pass through the salt marsh then that was it, he was done and gone.
Yesterday afternoon we had two of the area kings of the sky up going about their business, the bald eagle and the osprey.
I wasn’t quite sure what that eagle had on it’s mind giving me that rather peculiar look.
We had one lone wood stork fly into the marsh yesterday afternoon. By summer there will be well over a hundred of these big birds in and around the marsh area.
It was kind of a slow day over at the marsh yesterday afternoon, not a whole lot of our usual residents were around, but there were a few…
A snowy egret was seen jumping off from the oyster beds in the salt marsh. A least tern was flying off with a fresh caught fish. A great egret got all involved chasing across the water after some other bird that was fishing in ‘his’ territory. And of course You Know Who, fell asleep right there in the water without a care in the world.
Notice how everyone else seems to be rather busy going about their day, while a certain other individual decides it’s the perfect time for a nap?!
This tricolored heron took one look at me today and immediately jumped up out of the salt marsh and took off in a hurry. Rather rude I thought.
Conversely, my good buddy Mr. A seemed absolutely delighted to see me this afternoon! Or maybe he was just happy the sun was out.
Well either way he was much better mannered than the nervously skittish tri.
Once again an anhinga is caught playing with his food out in the marsh this afternoon.
Naturally, for an anhinga, flipping a fish off your sharp bill and flinging it into the air to catch it on the way down is how they feed. But they are not required to make it look like so much fun. Well… not much fun for the fish of course…
This afternoon we had a young black skimmer hit the salt marsh for a few quick passes.
He grabbed a few fish, buzzed a confused yellowlegs, and in general had a nice cruise through the area before heading off deeper out into the marsh.