We most always see wading birds, and this trip was no different, except that one particular Great Blue Heron decided to entertain us. As we were leaving the swamp, this friendly bird escorted us out–literally. He flew a distance ahead of us and landed on the bank, stood long enough for us to snap his photo before taking flight and landing again on the bank, waiting for us to catch up. One of the ladies called it “bird harassing”, but I don’t see it that way. It was as though he wanted us to capture him in all his glory. Great Blues don’t usually let you get very close, and rarely do they stand still long enough for a photo that allows time to focus in and even capture their golden eyes. If you look closely, I think you might see his eye in one of these photos. Although an everyday sight down here, I never tire of watching them come and go, all grace and beauty on the wing. Now, I get to share those moments with you! I particularly like the photos that capture the varying colors of the marsh grasses in the fall, as in the second photo. Those same colors really stand out against the sky and clouds in the third photo. I hope you see something you like.
For the birds,