Left behind
When looking for Snowy Owls, I was more than surprised to find a Blue Heron in January. Was he to old or injured to fly? I wonder what his story is.
Night Heron
Blue Heron in green
I’m not sure how this Heron know there were fish in all that duck weed, but this fellow had no trouble finding them in the Beaver River.
The tree walker…
I had no idea to look for these usually silent birds in the trees, we canoe past silently, they watch us silently … I think we have missed them many times, when you finally “see” them – you see them often. They fish and frog from the branches, reaching down to the water.
Green Heron
Sometimes paddling along the Beaver River, I can’t believe my eyes, yes this really is a Green Heron, right here in the Beaver Valley!
Night Heron in flight
Heron
Green Heron
Blue Heron
This photo was one of my first photos of a bird that got me excited about trying to capture images of birds. It was in a ditch which was overflowing into the Beaver River.
