The Blue Hole
It feels, looks and smells good to see the savanna filled with water again, as it was the first time I came here last September. This month completes one year of trekking obsessively throughout the marsh looking for the next picture and observing the changes of the land, sea, deer, and birds.
An immature Green Heron at the Blue Hole. His legs are the same color as the grass, blending in perfectly, devised by nature for the purpose of survival. They will turn yellow as he matures.
Female Red-winged Blackbird
Red-winged Blackbird male
