Spoonbills were everywhere on my last trip to Circle B Bar Reserve but they were each alone. Dotting the way down the trail. There’s something magical about these pink fluff balls and even seeing one occasionally is always a treat.
One went flying by me in the rain. Yes I got caught on the trail in the rain but more on that later.
The usual clowns on the trail.
Before I headed down Marsh Rabbit Run, I stopped to take a few pictures of the above sandhill cranes. They were just standing in the middle of the trail intersection preening themselves. One was picking at the dirt on the ground and spreading the dirt on his feathers. Assuming to keep the bugs off? I had heard they do this but had not seen it before.
I got down to the end of Marsh Rabbit Run and it started to pour so I hung out in the rain shelter for almost an hour. When the rain stopped I headed back to my car and these guys were still standing at the same intersection. Now they were all wet and looked like they had enjoyed the rain.
I rarely see bluebirds in the parks near my house. I’m sure they are around but I never seem to see them. I didn’t expect to see one singing on a dead pine tree at Possum Branch Preserve. This was a treat watching him pouring his heart out across the marsh.
The lone glossy ibis was still there, showing off his colors in the sunlight.
I looked down in the marsh and saw this. What was this purple gallinule doing?
Then I realized another one was coming out of the reeds and they started playing “leap frog” in the marsh. Those big yellow feet were such a contrast on top of her back. They did it twice before taking off in different directions. By now somewhere in that marsh is a purple gallinule nest. Here’s to hoping to see babies soon.
There’s always a lot of white peacock butterflies and bunnies here.
Linking to Saturday’s Critters
All lush and green, this was taken in early April before the drought started taking a toll on the marsh.
I did not change the color on this glossy ibis. They were in their breeding feathers and the colors were so deep. When the sun hits them you can really see the patterns.
So many purple gallinules lately. They are so much fun to watch.
One lone baby limpkin. Mom was close by looking for food.
Far out in the marsh, this great egret caught a stick with his fish.
Mom moorhen feeding the baby.
Now that’s lunch! He caught the fish but then moved locations. I caught him right as he was swallowing it.
Early April at Circle B Bar Reserve.