Roseate Spoonbills follow the ebbing and flowing water in the tidal marshes looking for food. The tide was coming in and this group was moving with it towards the shallower water.
Roseate SpoonbillsIt was barely perceptible to the human eye that the water was moving. Those shiny bubbles are created by air escaping from the recently flooded mud.
Roseate SpoonbillsThe Spoonbills, however, know when it is time to go: over the berm where I was standing: follow the leader.
Roseate Spoonbills
The height of the water on the other side is controlled by the SC Department of Natural Resources using trunks that were originally placed when rice was grown in these ponds. Too deep for feeding, the Spoonbills landed in a tree to rest.
Spoonie TreeWhen I turned back a few minutes later the inlet where I first spotted them had filled with water and none of this mud was visible.
The first morning sun highlighted the pink in these handsome birds. The Roseate Spoonbills often stand in a straight line like this when they are in small groups, sometimes with one outlier.
Roseate Spoonbills
They either weren’t hungry or there wasn’t much to eat because they got involved with personal grooming and looking around.
Roseate Spoonbills
An Eagle flew over and that might have distracted them.
Roseate Spoonbills with a few ducks
There was still some fog in the air as a few of them lifted off and they disappeared into the mist.
The Great Egret was determined not to look even as another noisy Roseate Spoonbill landed in the favorite tree.
Spoonbill Landing in Tree with Great Egret
The Spoonbills aren’t nearly as elegant as the Great Egrets when they land. Lots of flapping goes on and if another Spoonbill is nearby they often snap their beaks at each other.
Or, Roseate and Gray if you want to be fancy. Either way I’ve always liked the color combination even if it didn’t make a great background for these photographs. This was a gray day and the mud was gray in this inlet where the tide was just starting to come back in.
Roseate Spoonbill
A group of fifteen Spoonbills was coming and going looking for the best feeding spots and seemed oblivious to the coating of mud on their legs.
Roseate Spoonbill
With perfect form this one dropped in…
Roseate Spoonbill
…for a nice clean landing.
Roseate Spoonbill
Oops, an extra step as the mud brought him to a stop.
The reflections of the Roseate Spoonbill taking a wading stroll and the Great Egret perched soaking up the early morning sun intersected without incident.
Roseate Spoonbills are still around in a couple Wildlife Management Areas we visit along the coast of South Carolina. The bird resources all indicate that they don’t belong here, especially not well into fall, but we have seen flocks of six to forty.
This one was taking advantage of a shallow pond to get cleaned up.
Roseate Spoonbill
He went through this ritual five or six times that I watched. Too much water in the air becomes blown out in the sun and behind him was shaded so I didn’t get much scenery to go with the shower. This development of the photos adds to the action.
Roseate Spoonbill
He moved an amazing volume of water flapping his wings up and down.