I haven’t run since Sunday and today is already Tuesday. So out I went around lunch time in the 32 C/90 F heat. Partly cloudy, high humidity and no breeze to talk about.
The beach was fairly quiet. But the nature reserve was busy. The resident birds were mingling with visitors. And I met a real bird photographer! He was standing still on the trail closest to the marsh shooting pictures of the Roseate Spoonbill. I’d need to be a weight lifter, not just playing with my 10 pound dumbbells, to handle that huge lens.
I stopped to take pictures as well, like of this Snowy Egret, and we had a nice chat. He knew all the birds. No kidding! Needless to say I was impressed. And realized how much I still have to learn.
After our informative chat and a few more pictures, we said our good-byes. I headed into the forest part of the reserve to see if papa osprey would be perched on his favorite palm trunk. No such luck today.
So I decided to walk home by the way of the street. As soon as I reached the sidewalk, I noticed what I thought might be an osprey on the lamp-post little further north. Heading home would need to wait.
When I came closer, I saw there definitely was an osprey eating his lunch. It was not papa osprey, but “the other male” I had seen around earlier. He was eating a big fish!
Then, feeling strongly for a cold shower and a light lunch, I headed home. On my way I had to pass the Marriott hotel. I discovered a little black ‘n white spot high up on the bay-side corner of the roof. I had seen papa osprey perched there previously, when he had a mate and a nestling to feed.
Just when I passed the hotel on the other side of the street, I snapped a picture of the bird. Later, much later, I loaded up the pictures and realized it indeed was papa osprey. He had moved to Marriott!
I’m sure he’ll move back to his favorite palm trunk once the bills start to bite.
I hope your week is going well. Be good now.