I love this picture.
It also frustrates the hell out of me, because it is SOOOOOO VERY CLOSE to being perfect, but the way that the bird’s beak sort of disappears into the foliage drives me nuts. And of course it’s the only frame I snapped like this. This is why I’m not a professional photographer.
I do love the colors though, and the sharp contrast of the blues and greens with the focus on the egret. I have no idea how I managed that. (Which is ALSO why I’m not a professional photographer)
And I like the fact that it looks so crisp and clean, when I was actually in a muddy swamp in Puerto Rico, in an egret rookery, with mosquitos the size of remote control airplanes and bird poop on my shoes, sweating like a pig.
That may be the best part.