Recently I published several different articles with Night Herons at this same spot. They love to stand on the trunk and drop down to grab fish.
Appears the large Great Blues like the spot too.
Big Guy Likes The Spot Too
Tag Archives: Bird Photography
Quick Pass Of A Swamp
These were ‘why not shots’. Towards the end of useful light and the Great Egret came zooming by.
The bird flew through never stopping until the trees in the far end.
I assume he was looking for a spot to spend the night.
If you enlarge any of the images you can see all the small ‘white dots’ in the air. Insects, some biting, out number all of us in swamps here.
There’s Always One
Never, ever, mess with a lady on her nest.
Every year one Great Blue is a bully, wants to visit with another’s mate, even steal a nest.
Female Great Blue Heron’s are big, predators, and probably pregnant.
The first of several ‘lessons’ taught to this one.
You can probably tell, the female is on the left, the stranger on the right.
Fall Marsh Scene
Typical fall in a marsh.
Wrong lens, wrong angle, but too pretty to pass by.
Mocking Bird
Old cemeteries here are filled with rusted iron fencing. Some are almost 200+ years old.
Birds don’t care. It’s a perch.
Truth be told, I have always wanted to get one of the local vultures here. Only a matter of time.
Young Herons
Recently I published several photographs of adult Black-crested Night Herons roosting together.
The kids were there too. Just didn’t get clear shots while following the adults.
These juvenile also are part of that same flock.
Peaceful Coexistence
The stumps must be a nice location.
A Great Egret and Tricolored Heron didn’t seem to have any problem being this close.
Magnolia Cemetery, Charleston, South Carolina.
Working Late (2)
The Heron had collected moss but now the sun had dropped and the bird was flying almost into the sunlight. (Photographs best viewed large)
Since I was close when the bird first landed to gather moss I was able to pan with him as he took flight.
At the time I didn’t realize how good the light was. I thought there was a chance the last shots would be blown out with the bird directly in the setting sun.
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This was the last trip for materials. The female suddenly left the male in charge and went to hunt.
Charleston, South Carolina.