A Bathing Snowy Egret

If there were no such thing as pelicans...I think the snowy egret would be my favorite bird. I hate to use the word cute...but they are SOOOO cute. I hate to use the word darling...but they are just darling. I hate to use the word precious...well...you get the point.

Especially when they are bathing. I kind of felt like a Peeping Tim as the little beauty kept dunking and dunking...shaking and shaking.

Even after all the bathing drama...I had a tough choice today. Lisa and I got quite close to a green heron, and later I got REALLY close to a juvenile night heron. So close that I was at the inner limits of my long lens. I was on my knees...inching closer and closer. 10 feet...8...6...5 feet away. Still...the little guy perched. So exciting.

We watched the sun go down while eating at a waterfront seafood restaurant. A newly married couple were holding their wedding reception in one half of the place. 2 pictures of the bride, and all my other birds are on my FLICKR PAGE. Let me know if you feel like a peeper, too.