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.
Checked out the swamp earlier and found a few alligators out enjoying a fairly mild December morning.
Big Bubba seems to have snuggled down into a nice comfy nest he made among all the various swamp vegetation.
These two young gators appeared to be engaging in a playful game of King of the Mountain on a huge pile of dry reeds.
Gotta love December alligators! 🙂
So this afternoon we were out at the salt marsh watching a bald eagle that was sitting quietly in a pine tree up along the edge of the marsh.
Suddenly the eagle was alert, he spotted a prize! A prize that needed to be taken.
The marauding captain of the skies had seen a blue heron with a fish out there in the salt marsh and the sea rover wanted it.
He did two wide circles overhead of the innocent victim with the idea of spreading terror. (in fact in photo #4 you can see the wide eyed heron peering up from the reeds)
The rogue finally touches down, snatching the fish up from the mud where the hapless heron had given it up rather than do battle.You can see the muddy remains of the encounter clinging still to the bird’s feet and tail feathers like a badge of honor, but there would be no honor on this day.
Lifting off with the treasure firmly clutched in his steely jaws, the privateer sails back to the safety of his pine tree harbor where he can display and consume his stolen bounty. In his mind a job well done.
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. 🙂