Standing on the observation tower, an osprey saw me and said “Hey, there’s Dina. I’m going to swing by and give her a hug.” or maybe not. He just banked and kept cruising by.
A juvenile moorhen eating yucky pond grass.
Limpkins were everywhere. Up on the boardwalk and down in the swamp with a snail.
This guy must have gotten a piece of some bad tasting grass.
Trying to hide on a log. Not sure what this guy was but I was using a long lens.
Before Hurricane Irma took down a lot of the trees.