Showing posts with label tricolored heron. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tricolored heron. Show all posts

Monday, June 23, 2014

Jefferson Island: The End

Well, not 'the end' forever. Certainly I'll be back to Jefferson Island at some point in the near future. Right now it is just too hot and humid to survive the sub-tropical elements. These are some stragglers from my June 7th outing. Hope you enjoy and have a great week!
Cattle egret

Roseate spoonbill and female anhinga

Breeding Louisiana heron (aka tri-colored heron)

Roseate spoonbill

Breeding Louisiana heron

Cattle egret

Nesting (L-R): cattle egret, white ibis, roseate spoonbill with chicks

View of nesting area, called Rip's Rookery

Tuesday, February 25, 2014

Tricolored Tuesday #9

The last of my December 15th tricolored heron series. I hate ending on an uneven number of posts, but I think I'm done even though I still have about 10 more from December 1st. Thank you for humoring me with my first ever series that went on much longer than I anticipated. You guys have been so great and generous with your comments!!






This is my last scheduled post unless I can get out with my camera. January and the first two weeks of February we saw record cold periods here in the Deep South. Plus, I was down with my back for most of that time. It's much better now; I think the cold had set off the arthritis in my lower back. If I'm not blogging, I will still be visiting, though my appearance may be sporadic due to my current work schedule, and I apologize ahead of time if that happens.

Sharing with I'd Rather B Birdin' and Our World Tuesday.

May your joy be as deep as the ocean,
your sorrow as light as its foam.
Unknown

Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Tricolored Tuesday #8

Getting to the end of my December 1st shots, finally. I have one more batch to post and then I'll be done with this series.








This week and the next, blog visiting will be a bit sporadic for me. I am working from home for my former boss. Also, starting Monday evenings, Double D and I enrolled in a birding class at LSU. The class is taught by the president of our local Audubon Society. I'll try to visit when I can.

I so appreciate the wise and wonderful words on my mom's memorial post yesterday. Y'all are amazing and I love each one of you!

Adopt the pace of nature: her secret is patience.
Ralph Waldo Emmerson

Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Tricolored Tuesday #7

According to Audubon, the Tricolored Heron is built for marsh life. Its long legs enable it to wade and see down through water; long toes churn up food; a long neck and bill help reach prey; broad wings help lift its heavy body vertically out of brushy wetland. Once called the "Louisiana Heron," this colonial nester is a close relative of bitterns and one of only four North American egret species.






Hello! Is anyone out there?!


The good man is the friend of all living things.
Mahatma Gandhi

Linking to Wild Bird Wednesday.

Tuesday, February 4, 2014

Tricolored Tuesday #6

Rolling right along with my December 1st tricolored heron expedition. Fun times!




I got several shots of him like this, wings spread. This is probably the last one like this that I will post.

Wait! How'd he end up in here? I think this white pelican was copying the heron's fishing moves.
Billy Graham's Life Wisdom quote:
The one BADGE of Christianity is not orthodoxy but LOVE.

Sharing with Our World Tuesday and Wild Bird Wednesday.

Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Tricolored Tuesday #5

Going back to my December 1st shots, more examples of the tricolored heron.






Don't look back.
You're not going that way.
Unknown

Tuesday, January 21, 2014

Tricolored Tuesday #4

Continuing on with my December 15th shoot, which was my second opportunity to photograph the tricolored heron.






The more high-tech our lives become,
the more nature we need.
Richard Louv

Check out other cool blogs from:

Our World Tuesday
I'd Rather B Birdin'

Thank you to the meme hosts!

Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Tricolored Tuesday #3

Two weeks after the first set of shots, I returned to the golf course to see if my favorite heron was still there. Lucky me, there was Hunter in all his glory. He is such a gracious model. :)

No sound came out. I think he was just exercising his jaw in preparation for the next meal.


Hunter seems to have a good working relationship with the golfers.

This is not cropped; I was pretty darn close.


What wings are to a bird,
and sails to a ship,
so is prayer to the soul.
Corrie Ten Boom

Thank you all for your words of wisdom and support on yesterday's post. I am deeply grateful. The melancholy will pass, I'm sure.

Linking to Our World Tuesday.