Heron in the morning

Herons are usually seen in singular.  I recently counted 10, yes 10, fly over me in straight line formation (well, a little squiggly) and high up.  The squawk is unmistakable, the shape and wing flap as well.  I have seen four or five together before this sighting.
This morning I shot this photo of a single blue on a perch along my pier.  Once disturbed, three blues went a flying.  The others were out of my sight.

Perhaps they roosted for the night.  They are a winter regular here, so pretty when spotted on the causeway perfectly camouflaged against the marsh grass.

A walk in a maritime wood

A well camoflauged Great Blue Heron walks along a path in a maritime wood. The Great Blue is seen here year round. The sound and causeway waters have been too high for the herons to feed. The swampy woods are also high with water, but perfect for a hungry heron.

To the Point

A Great Blue Heron glides toward an old point of land, probably a good fishing spot.

Standing room only

This post used to support a nesting platform and was used many years by ospreys before a storm tore it down. It is now a favorite stopping place for many: ospreys with a fish, gulls, cormorants and this great blue heron hunched down in the cooler weather.

Little Blue Heron

I rarely see this heron. The whites and larger blues are readily seen. The Green Heron always nests nearby. This beauty was on the causeway in May and stood out among all the white herons and egrets.