It’s not a bad shot of the spider, so I published it.
They don’t bite, so I’ve been told.
It’s not a bad shot of the spider, so I published it.
They don’t bite, so I’ve been told.
While the White Ibis are common here their cousin the Glossy Ibis is not. We will get a few who venture north, but I rarely see flocks.
I found this one too far for any close up shots, besides I would have been run over by all these birds if I got too near.
An old nest on a Bald Cypress draws in wading birds long after breeding season.
Next winter this same spot will have a Great Blue Heron, in the same pose.
Good housing is always in demand.
The history of Charleston is reflected in it’s cemeteries.
Here, a place of German immigrants.
My preference for photographing the swamp flowers is a darker, monochrome style.
Water can provide the flat backgrounds here.
Taken outside Charleston, South Carolina.
I’m sure I knew what this was…once.
I’ll call it ‘pretty flower’ and leave it at that.
This is the typical Green Heron pose.
Always frozen and watching. Not all birds hunt this way. Many work just the opposite and will stir up the water.
They strike so quick that most times we miss it. They lull you to sleep.
This is close to where a few days before hundreds of Wood Storks were flocking.
Now one solitary bird on a slow walk. Every day it’s different and we just keep looking.
This bird, with the slow hunched walk, always reminds me of a little old man. And they really do amble along in slow motion.
These are two different photographs from the same moment, 10 other images in between. I shot this at high speed.
I was fast, the Stork not so much.