The lake was low in early June. The summer rains weren’t in full swing yet. The birds above were standing knee deep and they were pretty far out in the lake.
A few spoonbills were feeding close to the boardwalk.
Other birds along the boardwalk were storks and a tricolored heron, posing on a snag.
I saw this northern parula singing his heart out.
A very young titmouse.
Black bellied whistling ducks were cruising by the overlook tower and landing in the trees. They kept hopping from tree to tree, calling out to each other. I saw them when I first got to the park and was on the boardwalk. They were gone 20 minutes later so timing is everything.
My first robber fly sighting. What a cool bug. Although I probably would have freaked out at first if he flew on me. I saw him land on this branch and was wondering what it was.
Views from the boardwalk, not so early in the morning. Although I was there right when it opened at 8am and before there were lots of people on the boardwalk. It was so hot. I can’t image being out here after 11am in June.
Black bellied whistling ducks hanging low in the grass, trying to avoid the haws and eagles flying overhead.
A blue headed vireo being cute.
An osprey was sitting on a branch that crossed over the trail. I was trying to make sure he didn’t poop on me while I was trying to take his picture. I’m not sure what type of fish that was but it had a red tint to it.
A cooper’s hawk hiding in the bushes across the canal.
It was a drizzly dark morning. I was in my car waiting for the storm to go by and I saw the above stork walk by my car.
Great blue heron wading in the water.
After the rain passed, I walked down the beach to look for the brown booby on the tower. I saw this sad wet juvenile laughing gull sitting on the sand.
A sandwich tern walking along the shoreline.
Marbled godwits walking along.
Common terns (??) standing in the water.
I think this is a juvenile sandwich tern flying by.
I finally saw him! The brown booby at Fort Desoto. I think this was my 6th trip looking for him. Actually, I go down there quite a bit anyway and kept stopping by the tower to look for him. Several other birders were there and all were excited to see him no matter how far away he was. He seems to rest out on the tower in the bay near the fishing pier off and on. This is extremely highly cropped. You can just barely make out the blue beak. I had a shot of his orange looking feet but the top of him was even more blurry. This was labor day weekend and he’d been randomly seen for over a month.
It gets harder and harder to find new birds. I read on Florida bird reports that different birds are spotted all over central Florida but work and family commitments have kept me from taking any road trips this summer. I’ve been sticking close to home and only on Saturdays. Hopefully, I’ll be able to get around this winter.
More like sibling rivalry than brotherly love. Baby great egrets.
Who’s going to win this battle?
“Mom, where’s my fish?”
“All together now, MOM, where’s our fish?”
This tiny one’s beak was bigger than the rest of his body.
I took this from across the lake. I rarely see baby wood storks.
I also took this anhinga nest from across the lake. The middle baby had his head in mom’s beak getting a bite.
A handful of shots from my trip to Gatorland in mid-April. The great egrets, which are usually born first, are getting big. The ones that I took in mid-March look like full-grown adults now. The baby tricolored herons were just being born when I was there. More on those later.