Great Blue Herons seem to be aware of their regal looks and they like to strike a pose on purpose, or maybe they just can’t help it.
I like it when they look messy and the colors of their feathers show more. This guy seemed to be drying his feathers as we passed by. When we got to the end of the trail we did an about face and when we got to him again he was still standing there.
Not long ago a photographer posted pictures of a flock of 100 Roseate Spoonbills landing at one of the ponds here at the B, so of course I hoped they were still hanging around. They weren’t, but we did see them one at a time, or maybe it was the same one over again. And when he suddenly took off and flew the three of us all missed the shot. But the shots we miss are why we go back.
Would you want to take a nap standing one-legged in an alligator infested waterway? I wouldn’t either, but this Spoonie seemed to think that this was a perfect spot for a siesta. After hiking at least 6 miles, and in the hot sun at least half of the time, we were ready for a siesta too.