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The Little Least Terns

There are birds a-plenty in the South Florida swamps and wetlands, and they’re not always the towering waders. Least Terns are the smallest of the American terns, native to North America and northern South America. They’re migratory birds, and live in such habitats as sea coasts, bays, lagoons, lakes, ponds, wetlands, and rivers.

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Least Tern in the Florida Wetlands: I may be small, but I can holler with the rest of ’em

These birds are colony nesters, breeding between April and August. Like many other birds, they usually return to the same breeding site year after year. Least Terns are ground nesters, and situate their nests on the open ground, usually at higher elevations and away from the water’s edge. In flight, they hover and dive into the water for small fish and aquatic crustaceans, occasionally skimming the water’s surface for insects. They fly with fast, herky-jerky wingbeats in their signature hunchback display. Males and females of the species look alike: They have a forked tail, with pointed and narrow wings. Their bills are yellow in the summer, which turn black in the winter.

Yes, I see you

Special spiky tail

When I see them in our wetlands, it’s nesting time — so they’re often together, as nesting pairs.

I don’t like that tall thing near us; You can stay there on the edge of non-safety while I sit and glare

Storms over the Wetlands

I love to take advantage of cloudy weather — one quickly learns to appreciate the clouds of South Florida, especially on longer hikes. But a sublime dark afternoon can quickly turn, forcing one to skedaddle for safety. But NOT before visiting with some perfectly wonderful critters. Here, in the protected wetlands I spied a momma gator and her 2-week old babies, and some lovely preening waders, preparing for their evenings. Images forthcoming; I was happy to contend with the rain for them!

Approaching storm over the Wakodahatchee Wetlands

Cloud cover isn’t dissipating. Hm. But I’m still with momma gator…

Florida’s clouds are fantastical and fabulous

Sigh. Guess it’s time to leave… Lightning over the Everglades, approaching the wetlands

Always a show

Mr. Personality

Any glimpse into the life of an animal quickens our own and makes it so much the larger and better in every way. —John Muir

I adore the Tricolored (or Louisiana) Herons: They’re colorful and spirited characters of our wetlands and swamps. This fellow landed beside me on a recent walk, and proceeded to hack up a recent meal — something had obviously gotten stuck in that long, elegant throat of his. All was well eventually, but not after a 20-minute show.

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Tricolored (Louisiana) Heron, Florida Wetlands: I am so lovely and elegant, yes?

Excusey, I seem to have something in my throat….

Haaaaaaaaaaack!

Shake it off! Shake it off!

A Friendly Face in the Trees

“The universe is full of magical things, patiently waiting for our wits to grow sharper.” —Eden Phillpotts

On a walk through some wonderful Florida woods recently, we were visited by an exceptionally personable squirrel — even after realizing we had no food to offer, his quirky and friendly presence captivated us for quite some time.

I thought he was a nice beginning to a short week — so happy and relaxed in his beautiful trees — and sure to bring a smile.

Perhaps I can see better like this…

HEY!

S’up.

Done with you, human. Time for my nap!

And in honor of this most adorable and friendly critter: Fairies tending to their squirrel!

John Anster Fitzgerald, “The Wounded Squirrel”

The Last Rays of the Sun

Great Egret meticulously preens its most lovely breeding plumage (captured from the early Spring), the gossamer feathers lit in the setting sun over our protected wetlands.

“Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could; some blunders and absurdities have crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day; you shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense.” —Ralph Waldo Emerson

May your weekends be just as luminous and carefree as this lovely creation!

A Great Egret preens its breeding plumage in the Florida Wetlands

Great Egret shaking that lovely breeding plumage in the Florida Wetlands

Great Egret in breeding plumage overlooking the Florida Wetlands