We’ve actually had some sunny days between recent showers, so we finally managed to get back to Theler Wetlands on a relatively warm day. We got a little later start than usual, though, and the birding was relatively slow. We spotted a few ducks near the shore at the beginning of the walk. They were really too far away and there were too many shadows to get really good shots, but I thought this shot of a male Green-Winged Teal was worth showing.
I missed a spectacular shot of a Great Blue Heron flying right over my head and had to settle for this shot of him after he had landed a ways away.
Luckily, I got a really nice shot of our resident Marsh Wren,
the bird that made me miss the shot of the Heron because I was focused on getting a good shot of it when the heron flew overhead. I must admit that this little guy always reminds me of a favorite poem, Hardy’s “The Darkling Thrush,” the first poem that really turned me on to poetry.