Foster Island, Seattle
Directly under the 520 bridge, hundreds of vehicles per minute literally only feet over its head, this bird stood and hunted. We watched it for several minutes. It would stand like this for a while, then cock its head, looking down at a particular point in the water. Then it would stab the water and bring up a fish. Flip the fish around in its beak, and then swallow. It acted precisely as the moment required; without hesitation when action was required and without passivity when waiting was required.
Into the swamp
Maybe I should try to convince you that this is a vast picture, the trunks those of old growth trees and the field of view hundreds of yards deep. But it's really quite small.
Both: Marsh Island, Seattle
All: August, 2009
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