Stopped by Nathan Krestul Park on my way home from work, a beautiful, windy day with temperatures in the low 70s. The first bird I saw was an Osprey aloft, stalled into the wind. It plummeted to the water, plucked out a fish, and flew off far back into the trees to eat it.
A Great Egret, a Tricolored Heron, and a Little Blue Heron were all looking for their own meals in the water.
Above me in the small trees at the water’s edge Red-winged Blackbirds called incessantly and Yellow-rumped Warblers flitted around in the low brush. A Turkey Vulture soared overhead. Far back into the trees I spotted a Northern Flicker. Across the water I heard a Belted Kingfisher, and then spotted her in a tree. Then the Osprey scored a second fish:
Near the bridge a pair of Mockingbirds were looking for their meals in a tree. This one was particularly agile:
Then I watched the Osprey hit the water again, but this time it did not fly off with a fish. Instead, it took a bath!