Black turnstones, I think.
And a more classic pose. Thank you, heron!
Itchy feathers… now, just hold still and pose for me. This zoom lens wears me out.
Meanwhile, there are the tour barges going by on Riverwalk and lots of people going by on foot and outdoor tables. No one but me is staring at the higher branches of the tree.
This watcher is lightly hidden. Watching the tourists while I am watching her.
Oh! We need a better view! Turn, bird! I can’t wade out into the river here!
Turning a little….
Near the top of the previous post, in the tree, near the roof line of the building behind. A bird and not a very small bird. Look, feathers, who is it?