No, I didn’t see any painted buntings yesterday. I was at Circle B Bar Reserve later than usual and I think it may have been nap time for a lot of the usual suspects. It was a very nice day to be out however, so I enjoyed my day. Tomorrow I’ll probably see another photographer’s photo of a painted bunting taken on Friday, but that’s okay. One of these days it will be my turn.
Sushi was definitely on the menu at Circle B Bar Reserve yesterday.
But not everyone was feasting, some were just enjoying the warm weather…
And yes, I brought the lens ball with me. It was a beautiful day, hot after you’ve been hiking all afternoon. I spent another two hours of my life trying to get a covid vaccination appointment today, but all things considered I can’t complain. Life is good.
If only the goal had been to see great blue herons, then our trip to Circle B Bar Reserve would have been a roaring success. Or actually if we’d wanted to see anything except painted buntings. They are migrating through right now, judging by the gorgeous pictures posted online, and that was our reason for heading there yesterday. And yes, we saw them, but only at the end of our day of hiking, in the heat. while lugging all our equipment. Someone with binoculars pointed them out, off in the distance, and requiring you to shoot into the sun. We took his word for it and started shooting, but it wasn’t until I got home and did a huge amount of work on these pictures that I could see that yes, they were painted buntings. Not at all the pictures I’d hoped to get, and I’m posting them even though they are awful, but they may be the only painted buntings I ever see. I’m hoping to go back and try again before they move on.
The feature photo is a female painted bunting, with is my feature photo. She was in a better spot and the first bird I saw while I was waiting to meet with my friends. She was very bright green when she flitted into the sun. The first time I saw a picture of a male painted bunting I thought it looked like a little kid had dumped out his box of crayons and colored in a bird with a little of every one. It didn’t look real to me. Yes, I need to go back and try again.
To spend a day out shooting pictures and ‘only’ come home with 668 is not particularly a lot. But it’s a lot to go through and it leaves you with pictures that are left over, that didn’t quite fit the story you were telling, or you simply missed them. Or maybe they just wanted to stand alone.
All day long we had a running debate over whether or not the bird we were looking at was a tri-color heron or not. But once we did see one we didn’t have to debate anymore.
Green herons seem more rare of a sighting, or maybe they just hide better, but I was happy to see this one. And this pale colored one was a mystery to me, but Merlin says it’s a black crowned night heron.
Soft shelled turtles aren’t particularly cute, but we were amazed to see this one camouflaged in the algae. And the orange shell of these turtles stood out too.
An osprey flying over with its catch in its talons is always a goal to see. But if he stops to eat in a tree it’s the next best thing.
I missed the excitement when this hawk stole this snake from an ibis. I did get to see him make short work of it.
A butterfly is always a pretty picture, and this green dragonfly was my favorite dragonfly picture of the day, but I somehow failed to export it so I missed it on my dragonfly post. But it’s too pretty not to post.
Of course I can’t resist a close up view of creatures that you would never be able to see in detail other than in a photograph. It’s a challenge to try to get a sharp image like that. But I also like landscapes. Open spaces. My very first trip to Florida was thirty years ago, and I wasn’t impressed. I thought it was too flat, but that’s not how I see it anymore. I see gorgeous skies, and I still marvel over the palm trees. And the sunshine that lures you out your door…A photographer will recognize that the woman in this picture is toting a big camera/lens combination. As were half the people we saw at Circle B recently. Sunrise at the B would be fun to do, but at two hours away it might be
be tt er easier to wait until daylight savings time.
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.