This time of year finds us either having beautiful sunrises that turn the waters a lovely, shimmery golden hue or fog so thick that you can see nothing but a wall of white. It is those golden morns that tend to get the most attention, however, especially when critter friends come to visit. Their presence on the water makes it all the better. By critter friends, I am referring to the tiny grebes. Several pied-billed grebes can always be found near the pier during the winter months. They have become so accustomed to my presence that they make little effort to skitter out of the way but photographing them is an iffy task as the birds dive quite often.
Yesterday morning, the golden waters were at their best and the tiny grebes bobbed up and down constantly. I only wanted one photograph...just one! I got one...just one. I do have several nice photographs of lovely golden water with ripples where a grebe "used to be". The pied-billed grebes are a favorite of mine and have been ever since I first saw them. They are so tiny compared to most of the other waterfowl and have the cutest faces.
Golden mornings, grebes, tranquility...it does not get any better. Life is good, folks, when you can sit back and enjoy a few moments of whatever is around you.
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