His awkwardness gave the Carolina Wren away as a young ‘un.
His feet seemed a bit big for his body but boy could he sing like a seasoned pro.
Oops, leaned a bit too far.
His awkwardness gave the Carolina Wren away as a young ‘un.
His feet seemed a bit big for his body but boy could he sing like a seasoned pro.
Oops, leaned a bit too far.
A Yellow-crowned Night-heron looking right back at me.
A single sun lit Calla Lily bloom with the Long White Bridge in the background.
Alligator ramps around the pond provide a fairly safe and dry spot for the Wood Duck ducklings to dry off and preen.
The Yellow-bellied Slider seemed oblivious to their occupation of his sunny spot.
Mama Wood Duck stayed in the water, patrolling for safety. Other times I have observed this there has been a Wood Duck drake nearby, also on alert, but I did not see one this time.
A Peacock was showing off his finery, turning round and bowing on a small patch of grass, never quite stepping out into the sun.
I’ve seen various lilies showing off around Magnolia Plantation and Gardens this past week.
I don’t recall seeing this color arrangement before with alternating petals, but it sure is attractive.
This white lily had near perfect form, if messy pollen.
A Painted Bunting entertained us with a cheery song from a perch above our heads on Friday. These are not great images but the bird’s colors are pretty amazing.
If he was trying to attract a mate there weren’t any takers and after about five minutes he went on his way.
For a better look at a Bunting’s colors see my post from a couple weeks ago: Male Painted Bunting, Two Views
The Great Egrets have chosen some different spots to nest this year, including this one that I can almost touch from the nature trail. I saw two eggs a few days before I took these images.
Viability of any chicks is at risk from alligator raiding, hawks, and the likely probability of human intervention.
S/he does have a wonderful view of the pond. Although I’m not sure they notice, there is also some entertainment in the skinny tree off to her left with a GBH nest and at least one Anhinga nest.
Back-lit by the setting sun, the Egret was firmly in place when I walked back past the nest.
The flash of yellow let me know this might be a Northern Parula as he flitted in the Spanish Moss above my head. Yes, it was.
I stood still and he finally paused for just a moment before zipping down the trail.
Donnelley Wildlife Management Area
May 15, 2020
At first glance the fallen palm frond at the edge of the pond looked like a giant eye looking back at me. Even so it’s a peaceful scene.