The marsh area was very dry but there were still pockets of water.
Here a single Wood Stork flew in to feed.
This photograph was taken in the ACE Basin on 3/25/19. Since then the water levels have returned to normal.
A Marshland Scene
Category Archives: A Watering Hole
Watching A Stilt
Just watching, at best only semi-interested.
Oh yeah, I was talking about the bird.
I don’t think the Alligator cared at all.
Wood Stork, Avoiding The Crowd Below
It’s good to have wings. The Stork had two options, first was climb up on the dike and walk past me, the other to fly over the piles of Alligators.
Either way he would get to the watering hole and food.
He chose the more direct route.
Green Heron With Catch
When the water lowered in this swamp all the birds took advantage hunting in places usually not available to them.
The smaller Herons were not tall enough for this water, but now they can hunt the larger tadpoles.
My guess would be this was a Bull Frog Tadpole.
This Green Heron would be almost invisible if he didn’t move. The swamp and bird are identical in colors.
Snowy On A Trunk
The marsh was almost dry when I took this shot. Egrets commonly sit of the trunks when they are open watching the water flow through. Easy to spot fish.
No water here now, but he sat and stared for a long time.
I wasn’t all that surprised.
You know what the really weird thing was, when he walked by I wasn’t all that surprised.
Yeah, a rather large fellow.
I was standing on the edge of a marsh looking out at various birds and of course Alligators. Off to my left he came by. Walked out slow and deliberate. Didn’t see any concerns about me, just strolling to the marsh.
Eased himself on in, and went for a swim.
I really need to steal a quote here, “It’s been a long strange trip”. The Grateful Dead.
Black-necked Stilt Standing Tall
An odd way to stand. Looks uncomfortable too. When working on photographs I try to spot one with a different look. I can get 800 – 1,000 images in a day. Even for me there is a limit to how many you actually keep.
Water was low so the bird might have seen something considered a danger. There was a lot going on here.
Leaving The Chaos, Spoonbill
Snapping, pushing, and general disagreement caused this Spoonbill to just up and leave.
He jumped off the tree and left the others for a less noisy spot.
I’m sure he was back a little later. They are rarely alone.