This water I stand in is part of the Bolsa Chica Ecological Reserve. To the west of me is the Pacific Coast Highway and to the east is a residential establishment. I am only one of many different species that frequent this place. The majority of species are looking for food, while the other percentage is here waiting for something like me to dance around, fly or catch the food in hopes of getting a perfect National Geographic type shot. I tend to ignore them, go about my business until one of us leaves.
It’s a beautiful morning. A bit on the cool side but the little fish I am stalking helps me to forget my surroundings.
I can see my reflection in the water and the light bouncing off it sure makes me look fine.
Time for stalk mode. I lift my wings in order to shadow my prey, helps me to see better. I am the most active of my particular species, that of the Heron family. I think the photographers like us the best as well, especially when we lift our wings and run about in the shallow water chasing our food.
There is a lot of history behind this Reserve. It was once inhabited by the local Native Americans, not sure what happened to them but I have my suspicions. Seems to be the same reason some species of animals have disappeared. That is why I am careful not to get close to that small percent of the other species than necessary. Things have a way of evaporating without a trace.
Time for the grand approach. This should get attention. But I have to be quick if I want to eat. This is an all day process and it takes energy to move from one place to another throughout the course of the day.
And now the best for last. Just look at this beautiful pose with that perfect light showing off each detail of my feathers. A rare sight to behold.
This series is titled -“Reddish Egret Run“