Most of this group was busy feeding. However this one took time out to wonder what we were up to. Very curious about us.


At least for a while. Then back to more important things.

These photographs were taken as different groups of birds decided to move to a new corner of a marsh. Which was good for me since it was near where we were headed.

There was a lot of movement so image composition was not a consideration, or even a fleeting thought. I had a flock of large birds landing in front of me.

Of course they didn’t stay long, but I was still in sight of the next stop.

Above is a favorite here so if the water is low they will ultimately land here. It makes a nice wide shot of bird flocks and I have photographed this before.
The big Spoonbills did not intimidate this smaller Heron at all. I watched him spot something and weave his way between the Spoonbills.

The other birds ignored him too.

He was focused on some movement on the other side of this group.

And he was correct, there was something.

He never hesitated, just reached out and grabbed something so small I couldn’t see it. They hunt the tiny fish as if they were a trophy.
I’m not sure who was following who here.

The Spoonbill didn’t seemed at all interested in the jumping and flapping fishing technique of the Snowy Egret.

He watched him once or twice, but for the most part ignored all the thrashing around.

Spoonbills can be pushy and snapping their bills like castanets gets loud. For all that I rarely see anything physical happen. However, this must have hurt.

On the old pile of branches one adult wanted the top spot.

When a younger bird didn’t move fast enough he forced the issue.
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