When a swamp water is low all the old branches and rocks come to the surface, a perfect dry spot to sit for a while.
It was gray and dull when I shot these. I do find if there is time to ‘play’ with my settings I can get their natural deep colors nicely.
This Herons legs are very green so I assume this is the first year of adulthood. Of course a juvenile Little Blue is pure white with green legs…why wouldn’t they be.
He knew I was there the whole time.
Red-shouldered Hawk.
Even when you know where they probably are, it’s still tough to find them.
These trees draped in Spanish Moss are a favorite hunting spot. They can just wait and drop down on some small ‘critter’. Also they are hidden from us, and the camera.
While not great Hawk images they do show their environment. That can make an interesting photo.
This is a fast, no plan, photograph. The other 6 would prove it, they were horrid.
I have not even catching many in flight lately, felt deprived so here is the best of the lot.
A temporary agreement to ignore each other.
This will not last long.
Small Spoonbill factoid; When on dead branches and old trees a Spoonbill cannot stay in one spot very long. They climb all over it. Eventually several want to be on the very top at the same time… flaps and snaps are inevitable.
One of life’s little mysteries.
Taking advantage of the light.
Me, not the Heron.
One of the smaller ‘dabbling’ ducks (feed on grasses in the water). With the exception of parts of the West Coast these ducks are everywhere we have marshes and swamps.
Personally I have bad luck photographing them. Typically I see them end of day when glare is on the swamp waters.
Salt water must not bother these ducks since I spot them along the inlets also.
This fall/winter I have gotten more decent images than the last several years combined. Not sure what that means but I’ll take it.
