Mindful that darkness was coming I stopped to take a few images of a Great Blue Heron overlooking the swamp from his tree perch. Sometimes the receding color in the sky is spectacular here; this night the color was more subtle.
An abstract sky over the Ashley River, Charleston, SC.
About 45 minutes before sunset, 12/18/2018.
Shadow and reflection — where does one start and the other end?
The reflections were like a pot of gold in the back corner of the canal that runs along the rice field dike. The dike and canal make a 90 degree turn at this corner, and then the water widens off to the left into a pond. There was a little breeze ruffling the water surface in the more open area.
Taken about a half hour later, this view is towards that same line of trees from a bend in the dike. A few Great Blue Herons have been using the clumps of reeds sticking out from the bank as fishing and sunning spots.
Even though it was well past sunrise the light was dim from a low, not quite fog, haziness.
The pond was still and the Wood Storks were moving slowly, as if slowed down by the moisture in the air.
This morning was very calm on the creek and it turned out to be a beautiful last day of November. I was standing on a floating dock that is offset from the boardwalk giving a nice view towards Charleston Harbor.
It was hard to decide what to make level when processing this image and no matter what I chose something looked off.
I joined some photographer friends at Folly Beach yesterday afternoon to watch the sunset. Fall sunsets there can be very dramatic with pink often playing a big part. This one didn’t live up to “spectacular” but it was pretty and we had fun during the waiting.
The water in the foreground of this image is a tidal pool left by recent very high tides.
This couple was peddling away from the sunset.
This dog clearly can’t read. His owner, a few steps to the right of my frame ignored this and the “Dogs on Leash at All Times” sign he had just passed.
Actually there is no more than average danger and no one “Keeps Off” this cement walkway that leads from the parking lot to the beach. In fact you can’t see this warning if you are on the walkway. The water is the end of the tidal pool seen above.
Loose dogs are another matter.
I like the shape of this tree and its similarity to a wading bird foot. It seemed appropriate that these Wood Storks lined up across the branches.
This was late in the afternoon and it was mostly quiet on the pond. You can just make out the half moon hanging. The water was still, creating a nice reflection except where the duck weed gathered.
About 2 hours later the second image was taken from the side of the pond, about half way down. White Ibis were gathering in one of the far trees for the night and the light was disappearing fast.
I was on my way out and by the time I got back to where the first image was taken there were at least 100 Ibis in that tree. It was cool to watch but not enough light to photograph.