The marsh has gotten quieter in early autumn — no more squealing Ospreys, fewer Great Blue Herons snagging catfish, no Little Blue Herons that I could see, only one croak from a bullfrog, just a handful of dragonflies. The birds I spotted were mostly close enough to admire, but too far away to photograph well. Case in point, Wood Ducks in their eclipse plumage on a distant log. But it’s a peaceful quiet where you can observe the texture of the marsh that supports so much life. But when something moves, you notice.
I saw a flash of white move among trees and thought it might be a Pileated Woodpecker. It was a Bald Eagle! Though it was obscured by branches, I admired it for several minutes. When I moved on a bit hoping for a better angle, I discovered that the eagle pictured above and below had been perched out in the open the whole time!
This eagle pair has been seen in flight together. Let’s hope they will be nesting near the marsh this winter.
Far more active in the marsh were quite a few flycatchers, species of often small, not always easy to identify birds with distinctive feeding styles. Perch, zoom and zip after an airborne insect, return to perch; repeat. They are fun to watch.
In all, a beautiful, serene morning in the marsh.