Monday’s outing was a visit to Bolivar Flats and the Rookery at High Island. If you have not been to the rookery in April you really can’t imagine the shear number of nesting Roseate Spoonbills, Great Egrets, Snowy Egrets, Neotropic Cormorants, and other species. (I looked for and did not see any Anhingas.) It is nonstop nest-building activity and courtship action for all these birds. The nesting spot is an island with a moat-like waterway separating it from the raised, tree covered mound that runs its length with viewing points stationed every 30 yards or so. I should have recorded the cacophony of bird babble.
It took me a few seconds to notice the ‘gator. He looked suspiciously sated, if you know what I mean.
The Roseates and Great Egrets outnumbered everything else.
I stopped at Boliver Flats early in the morning and it was cool and very windy. Probably the last cool temps we’ll get this year, but darn I needed a jacket!
Yet another life bird for me, and a beautiful specimen too. Would you have cloned out that ruffled spot on his neck? I resisted the urge.
Piping Plover is another lifer for me. And that’s a Sanderling, isn’t it? Peeps: they all look alike to me. I need some serious Sandpiper schooling.
These two remind me of that old SNL bit with Steve Martin and Dan Aykroyd about the “two wild and crazy guys!”
Semipalmated Plover is yet another lifer for me. (The term semipalmated refers to its partly webbed feet.) And it is very surprising to see a Great Blue doing jumping jacks. No mention of that behavior in any of the literature.
* my own casual research concludes that the words bill and beak are pretty much interchangeable terms as applied to most birds, ducks and raptors being the obvious exception.