In it’s day I bet this was really something to behold.
When I see this style I think NYC, or Miami, but not small town South Carolina.
I believe this was a clothing, shoe, store. A small department store design. I don’t know much else.
There is a second store further down the main street, same name. Both have probably been a dozen other businesses by now. At this point they are closed up.
If Main Street USA ever does see a resurgence I hope buildings like this get restored, not torn down for a square box with no character.
In among the Great Blues and Spoonbills this single Little Blue Heron worked the edges of the reeds.
The bigger and more dramatic birds didn’t have any of the intensity of the small guy. So followed him knowing a special event was coming.
He flew away right into the sun.
Not very special either.
A small non-stop motion little bird. But this was almost too simple.
Taken at a lunch break in a marsh. Ellen and two friends were trying to eat and catch shots of small/tiny birds at the same time. Very frustrating.
If you visit this site you may know I let others chase these ‘impossible’ little critters.
So… they ran back and forth, I ate, saw him, took the shot, I ate.
People can be as much fun to watch as wildlife.
Taken on a slow day.
No complaints, it’s beautiful out there and I still get shots like this.
They look a little tighter than they should be.
But really, better than what I have seen from around the local beaches.
There is a reason they were here before us, and are still around.
A follow up to a previous Spoonbill article ‘A Dark Corner‘.
If I knew the light was going to be this good I would have shot a few hundred images, not these few.
Sun, sand, and salt water caused a glare that made this Spoonbill explosive.
The glow of the wing feathers changed the whole look of this Spoonbill.
One of those times you just stand still and take your shots.
He might ignore me, or take off in a panic.
All was good. I was close enough for good shots, but far enough to be no threat.