Photos by Tag: heron
Great blue
Generally Great Blue Herons are quite spooky, which means you need a telephoto lens to get a decent “portrait.” This heron, however, hangs out in a high traffic area at a local marina, so he’s more approachable.
Near Weaverling
This heron stands near water’s edge at the perimeter of Fidalgo Bay Resort. The city’s Tommy Thompson Trail runs through the resort on Weaverling Spit, and across the bay to March’s Point on an abandoned trestle once owned by Burlington Northern Railroad.
Padilla Bay
A blue heron stands on the western shoreline of Padilla Bay, Mt. Baker looming in the background.
Morning sun
I ventured out Saturday morning to one of my favorite urban wetlands, where I caught this portrait of a heron perched on an abandoned cable spool.
Channel view
Pictured here is a blue heron, taking in the sights from a piling near the west shore of the Swinomish Channel. The channel marks the east boundary of Fidalgo Island, accessible by three bridges including the Duane Berentson Bridge pictured here. This property is owned by the Swinomish Tribe and will soon become home to […]
Marina guest
This great blue heron spent a good part of the morning Friday at water’s edge at Cap Sante Boat Haven, just 50 yards from construction of a new dock.
Up and away
This blue heron was headed for the Cap Sante Boat Haven area last time I saw him (her?). I guess urban life is tough enough without papparazzi.
On the wing
I don’t know this blue heron’s home address, but I know he spends a lot of time near downtown Anacortes, taking advantage of a well-protected wetlands area to hang out among the cattails. I caught this photo during a brief sunshine period on Wednesday.
Reflected in flight
A blue heron is reflected in the water of an Anacortes pond as he flies to the opposite shore in response to the arrival of an intruder.
Heart Lake silouette
This was the photograph I took after I missed the first opportunity Friday morning at Heart Lake. The first shot would have been much better, but my subject flew away as soon as I pulled over to the shoulder of the road. He didn’t stay long for the next photo, either. I got one frame […]
Shades of silver
I grabbed this photo from an open passenger window at March’s Point Friday morning. I love the sweeping curves of the heron’s feathers, and the silvers and grays of feathers and water. A nice day for poetry.
The Old Man
We nicknamed him “The Old Man,” because he hunkered down on this log for hours to watch the world go by. I just got back from an inspiring four-day boating adventure to Chatterbox Falls in British Columbia. Those who follow this web site know I love to photograph herons. This guy, pictured here scratching an […]