birds, Florida wildlife, natural wonders, old dogs new tricks, perseverance, photography, unintended consequences

In search of…

A Roseate Spoonbill… which had been at the top of the list of birds I’ve wanted to see ever since I saw a photo of one on the Florida Birds Facebook page.  So Saturday it was off to Circle B Bar Reserve, where I had heard that my chances of seeing a Roseate Spoonbill were pretty good.  And I did see them, a glimpse of pink through the thick shrubbery lining the trail.  Getting a good view of them was a challenge, let alone a clear photo.  Plus they themselves were mainly hunkered down in the tall grass and not very active in the cold.  Except for one cooperative fella.

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Immature birds have white feathered heads and paler plumage.  They feed by wading and swinging that spoon-shaped bill back and forth in the water to feed on small fish and crustaceans that are ignored by larger wading birds.

At first I was mainly interested in trying to get better photos than I thought I could take.  This interest in birds is an unintended consequence since birds are such a plentiful and interesting subject for photography.  I’m learning a lot.


birds, Cranes, Florida wildlife, nature, photography, sunrise, unintended images

Good morning…

How amazing is it when you look out back and discover that the sunrise has delivered itself to you?  So you take a picture even though you had decided not to go out for the sunrise that morning.  And not too long after that the Sandhill cranes start calling you.  Do they think you might give them food?  I hope not because I know not to do that.  Maybe they were warning me not to let the dogs out because they were right in my backyard.  I don’t know if these are the same cranes as last year, but I do know that one day I let the dogs out, not knowing that they were out there, and I heard the cranes scolding them.  Zoe, in particular, came running home like someone was chasing her.  And when I looked to see where the cranes had flown  to I discovered that they hadn’t flown at all, apparently they had stood their ground.  No wonder Zoe didn’t know what to make of that situation, she loves to run and make the birds fly, and that was probably the first time they ignored her.  We both are losing our touch in our old age…1-6sandhill1 copy1-6sandhill6 copy1-6sandhill copy1-6sandhill4 copy1-6sandhill5 copy