I’ve always thought that my favorite images of Snowy Egrets were when they were captured in sunshine and a full palette of colors.
Just to see what might happen.
If it’s even possible…
Seeing them in such a “bare bones” contrast of light and shadow has moved me in a whole new way.
Thanks to my friend…
It was a warm June morning and I was out early at Red River Creek.
In search of baby Black Ducks.
Passing by our familiar childhood herring run, something caught my eye.
Best of all, the angle of the morning sun seemed to be in my favor, giving me a bit of time to watch undetected.
Oh yes, a much better spot to look for something moving in the shallow water below!
And through my lens I could see tiny white feathers, freshly pulled, being released from the Snowy’s bill….
Doing what Snowies probably do every morning – taking a bath, getting ready for some breakfast.
Yet this morning, this Snowy gave me such a gift.
One I’ll never forget.
Leaving those soft, glorious feathers right where they belong.
And with the birds. ❤
Related post, Hats and Horses blog, “For the Birds”
Some people just “get through” the cloudy days…
As they await the next sunny one.
I relish the cloudy days, and the magic they bring with them.
When colors seem more intense, yet at the same time softer, almost dreamlike.
Even among the birds, ordinarily so full of a million things to chatter about.
Something akin to a secret.
These young crows seemed as excited as I was this morning, waiting for the sun to rise.
Jockeying for position, each youngster was looking for the very best seat.
You might even say, it gave us all something to crow about!