April Morning at Orlando Wetlands

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It’s been a while, but I finally got to venture out with my camera this morning. There’s been such photographic excitement from Orlando Wetlands this spring, with the baby Spoonbills, baby Sandhill Cranes, and now the baby Barred Owls. I decided to take my 100-500 and just walk around to get some exercise and enjoy the show. Of course, now I want to go back with my 600mm, tripod, and teleconverter!

I started out looking for the owls but came across a nice pair of volunteers reminding me of the Falcon 9 rocket launch in a few minutes. Orlando Wetland is not too far from the Space Coast, and I stopped to enjoy the show. The sun was still very bright in the eastern sky, so I ended up photographing the rocket and the landscape separately, then stitching them together in Lightroom.

Falcon 9 Rocket Launch
Falcon 9 Rocket Launch

The volunteers were super friendly and pointed out details I would not have noticed. We watched the rocket ascend, and you could see the burst of flames at the second-stage cutoff. A few minutes later, we heard this distant rumbling noise that was the noise of the engines – light travels faster than sound, remember!?

Falcon 9 Rocket Launch
Falcon 9 Rocket Launch

After that, we started to feel a faint vibration in the ground. The alligators were especially sensitive to it. All around the wetlands, they started to bellow. I was glad to have the volunteers explaining this part because I’m not exactly a fan of over-excited gators! Then we heard the sonic boom as the booster landed. Pretty cool!

Alligator Bellowing
Alligator Bellowing

I continued on my walk, pausing to say hello to the Anhinga in spiffy breeding colors. He stared at me and asked if I know a good barber (hi Noelle!)

Anhinga Head Shot
Anhinga Head Shot

As I made my way back to Alligator Alley, I noticed a few Cattle Egrets in breeding colors doing regular fly-bys. They’d go to this one tree with lots of dead branches, then wrestle with the twigs until they broke off a good stick. Then they’d fly back to this island where there was a small nesting colony. Fun repetitive behaviors like this make for great flight shot opportunities…

Cattle Egret with Nesting Material
Cattle Egret with Nesting Material

Then I found the current celebrities, a pair of Barred Owlets that have recently emerged from their nest in the trunk of a tree. They have started branching. When I got there, they were mostly sleeping! One owlet was more cooperative when it came to looking at the camera. The light wasn’t great, but hey, sometimes you need inspiration for your next visit. I can’t wait to try my 600mm Beast with these adorable little guys.

Barred Owlets
Barred Owlets
Barred Owl
Barred Owl parent dozing in a nearby tree

There were Purple Gallinules all over the wetlands. I love their bright iridescent colors. Then I came across some gallinules that were fighting each other. They face each other in the water, lean back with their legs pointed at their opponent, and splash/kick each other to settle territory disputes. It’s never quite clear who the winner is but the action is always fun!

Purple Gallinules
Purple Gallinules

As I headed back to my car, I found the other local celebrities – a Sandhill Crane family with two colts. I think the colts are around three weeks old now. They were just out for a stroll down the wetlands trail. Periodically they would stop to offer a nice bug to the babies.

Sandhll Crane Family
Sandhill Crane Family

They walked very quickly, and I kept walking ahead trying to stay on the good side of the light. After a while I just stopped and watched. There’s something so amazing and precious to just be in Nature sometimes. :)

Sandhill Crane Colt
Sandhill Crane Colt

So hopefully I can get out again soon, and until then – Happy Spring!

Springtime in the Backyard

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I got to enjoy a few minutes of photography in my own backyard a few weeks ago. The Painted Buntings have been putting on quite the show, sometimes with 4 males stacked up at the feeder at the same time. An old friend used to post “Feeder envy!!” But when I went out to take their pictures, they started playing peek-a-boo with me…

Painted Bunting
Painted Bunting

My dad’s favorite Tufted Titmouse kept calling out “Peter, Peter, Peter!” as they darted into the yard. They’d jump to the feeder, grab a seed, and carry it off to a nearby tree to carefully eat it. They are such sweet little clowns.

Tufted Titmouse
Tufted Titmouse

A Common Ground-Dove was prowling under the feeders. Then he saw me and froze. My Beast is apparently terrifying to some birds. I love the pretty brown under his feathers when he flies. Maybe this spring he’ll find a mate and bring his kids by for a family portrait.

Common Ground-Dove
Common Ground-Dove

A Northern Cardinal flew in, happy that I had refilled the feeders just for her. My dad loves cardinals too. It seems like every time I focus on a cardinal, I find another fun/rare/interesting bird nearby. It’s like magic.

Northern Cardinal
Northern Cardinal

“Phoebe! Phoebe!” An Eastern Phoebe made a surprise visit and posed on the bird finial at the top of my feeder. The afternoon sun was starting to wane but she was still on fly-catching duty.

Eastern Phoebe
Eastern Phoebe

She wasn’t the only one. A little Palm Warbler bounced along through the grasses, looking for his dinner. He grabbed a moth, swallowed it, and was on his way looking for the next bug. It takes a lot of energy to make his tail pump!

Palm Warbler with Moth
Palm Warbler with Moth

My hummingbird is still here but I expect her to migrate any day now. Safe travels, little ones!

Wings of Steel

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A kind stranger reached out recently to thank me for this website.  I started the blog as a way to share nature with my mom. While she can’t read it anymore, I’m honored that it continues to touch lives. Especially on a day when I had to do an impossibly hard thing for my dad.

The winter cold is finally loosening its grip, leaving dead flowers and brittle shrubs.  Or are they really dead?  New life pokes out from the roots. A small flowering stem appears. The weary hummingbirds gratefully nectar from their favorite blooms. 

These hummingbirds are fighters.  The 23-degree weather made them weak, but they found my feeders and survived.  They even started using the “icky” feeder, now a lifeline because the bees can’t hog it! I laugh as the hummers dart around the yard, dive-bombing each other for exclusive access to the nectar.  

These tiniest of birds teach us that survival is showing up and doing the right thing. One small sip at a time.

Ruby-throated Hummingbird
Ruby-throated Hummingbird