I finally got a decent sunrise at Sandy Point. My trip to Terrapin wasn’t as successful, with an unusual dearth of good birds, or any birds at all.

I took off early and got a few things done at home, and finished a good book.

Sunrise at Sandy Point.

This Great Blue Heron had the marsh pond to himself.

A flock of Cedar Waxwings was gorging on these berries.

The truth is that bird photography can be very boring at times. Slogging through the marsh with wet feet and mosquitoes while carrying the necessary equipment and enduring long periods without finding a worthwhile subject can make you question your sanity.

But not always. On this occasion I was photographing the Blue Angels air show, when the resident Osprey was mobbed by a very persistent Crow.

I actually missed several of the planes while trying to capture the action, which went on for several minutes.