A Great Blue Heron stands proud on a snag despite being swayed by the winds.

A Wood Stork wanders through sun and shade.

A Palm Warbler zeroes in on a bug.

I'm so used to these guys making sound I forgot that Northern Mockinbirds could be quiet!

A female Red-winged Blackbird is a bit taken aback by her fledgling's demands.

A Tricolored Heron readies for a launch towards the dying afternoon light

A Great Egret waits for the next bait fish to come by.

A tiny Blue-gray Gnatcatcher looks very dashing with his puffed up feathers, but no one else seems to be paying attention.

A Great Egret does his best to pretend we're not here.

A Wood Stork shows us his tiny catch before tossing it back and eating it.

A Tricolored Heron stays locked on its hunting grounds despite activity around it

A Snowy Egret adjusts course

An Anhinga relaxes in the dying sun.

A young Black Skimmer lets loose with a big yawn as he suns himself on the beach.

This Marbled Godwit pauses and waits for the Yellowlegs it was foraging with, taking the opportunity for a good scratch.

A Great Blue Heron watches passively for prey.

A Tricolored Heron reflects as he hunts.

Patrols the stately Great Blue Heron.

A Little Blue Heron stares down at the water flowing by, waiting for a catch.

Against the bokeh of the sky

Not every prize is found in a Cracker Jack box, as demonstrated by this Little Blue Heron

Black Skimmers do show up here to hunt on occasion, but the tight quarters can pose a challenge.

A Palm Warbler braves nearly-freezing cold to forage and hunt.

A Roseate Spoonbill with a very badly broken leg has joined our backyard flock. I feel really badly for this one, as the leg is twisted around and he can't balance well with it.

Another bird to keep an eye on in the backyard I'm afraid.

Could that turn this Black-crowned Night Heron into a Day Heron?

A Pileated Woodpecker looks skyward during pauses in its forages.

A Bald Eagle looks at us, seemingly bewildered by our presence.

A Tricolored Heron comes up with a catch underneath one of his favorite dead tree. limbs.

Or a Tricolored Heron, whatever.

A Sandwich Tern completes a short hover to scan for either a place amongst the group or a tasty treat in the shallows.

A Snowy Egret comes in for a crash landing

A Snowy Egret creates a mirror image.

A Great Blue Heron points his beak up and away.

Northern Parulas are so dainty looking, but then there's that very pointy beak for getting at little insect morsels!

A Great Blue Heron begins tracking a fish below him, waiting for it to get into striking range

A Snowy Egret puffs up after chasing away a competitor.

A Snowy Egret extends and readies for landing.

An Osprey flees from a pursuing Northern Mockingbird.

A Snowy Egret poses in profile.

A juvenile Little Blue Heron looks to time his strike.

A Pine Warbler searches through the trees for a morning treat.

A Yellow-bellied Sapsucker poked up to check us out from around the side of the tree.

A Snowy Egret looks on from his favorite perch during the morning hynt

A Little Blue Heron wades through some light chop looking for afternoon treats.

Great Egrets (or as we call them all, Greg) tend to stand watch over some of the smaller waders in the wetlands here when not feeding.

A juvenile Red-winged Blackbird gets himself into a bit of a predicament.

A Little Blue Heron pauses in his rounds of his flooded field that makes up his territory.

Kind of a shame that one didn't make it in to the song.

A Little Blue Heron watches the skies.