Oh, there! This is a yellow crowned night heron. I also photographed a juvenile along Riverwalk, but this adult was in the busy section at 5 pm. About 30 feet up in a tree, but not otherwise hidden. There are ducks and pigeons and sparrows along Riverwalk, but it seems that the herons are thriving too. Bravo for this strip of nature that runs through the city like an oasis, winding among the streets.
For photrablogger’s Mundane Monday #127.
I left San Antonio on Sunday. I was reading and writing at the hotel, inside and out, and spotted this small resident. She was hanging out on the Riverwalk side of the hotel and was quite cooperative for photographs.
Prayers for a friend on Puerto Rico and for all the people and creatures there and in the paths of the other hurricanes and storms.
This watcher is lightly hidden. Watching the tourists while I am watching her.
Ok, I said in gorey tribute that this bird is a yellow crowned night heron, but I was wrong, wrong, wrong. And I don’t know what it is. What is it? I am in San Antonio, Texas and have seen this bird twice on Riverwalk. It is not shy, though perhaps a bird has to get over that to live on this section of the river. It let me take four flash photos from about four feet way and never spooked. I thought it was a heron, but that is a pretty aggressive looking beak for a heron….
Even the squirrels are huge in Texas.
I took this photo yesterday because I am visiting friends in Texas. We had a memorial on Saturday and on Sunday we had a feast. I have perhaps tasted a single crayfish in jambalaya before, but I have never been to meal like this! Many thanks to the hosts and apologies to the crayfish: I am not a vegetarian…. So this is for Clare and Dean’s photo of the week! . I also am submitting it in response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Fresh.” Fresh with claws…..
“I weep for you,’ the walrus said, “I deeply sympathize.”
With sobs and tears he sorted out those of the largest size
Holding his pocket hand-kerchief before his streaming eyes…
From Lewis Carroll’s The Walrus and the Carpenter