“Snag and Sky” — A skeletal dead tree silhouetted against a cloudy Cotswolds sky, England.
You might never guess by looking at this photograph, but I made this on a beautiful day with blue sky and dramatic clouds, in an area along a trail in the Cotswolds that was very green. I was surrounded by gentle hills, green wheat fields, and many spring-green trees. But there was this one dead snag, devoid of leaves, standing starkly against that sky.
“Egret On The Hunt” — A great egret hunting in a California Central Valley field.
I photographed this great egret back in late February during one of my last seasonal visits to a place where I photograph migratory birds every winter. This bird, like so many egrets I see out there, was hunting on its own, moving methodically and slowly toward its prey. If you did not realize what the bird was doing you might not understand its behavior, but once you do the purpose of its focused attention becomes clear.
“Egret and Chick, Evening” — A great egret, accompanied by an egret chick, stands in evening light.
Near the end of October last year, while returning from a fall color visit to the Western Sierra Nevada, I decided to make a stop at a Central Valley location where I have photographed migratory birds in the past. I wasn’t expecting to find the winter birds that I usually see there, but I was surprised to find large numbers of other birds that usually diminish at this spot later in the season. Among them were large groups of great egrets.
“Great Egret Portrait (horizontal)” — A “head shot” of a great egret.
I have been meaning to share this critter’s head shot for a while. It is a great egret, a bird whose presence in nature is announced by its large size, its long neck, and its striking white plumage. Quite a few of them were around when I visited one of my bird photography haunts in California’s Central Valley.
This one was less bothered by my presence than some. I wasn’t as close as it may appear — I was using a long telephoto lens. But still, egrets have boundaries, and if you cross them they will quickly fly away. But this one stuck around, and even paused in the soft, cloudy light.