My iguana friend kept a sharp eye on me, but still let me get more than a dozen pictures of him without flinching. This was as close as I felt like getting for fear of chasing him away -- I just wanted a good clear picture of his beastly bling bling.
You know that this egret had to feel pretty safe with me shooting pictures of him, if he took the time to scratch. There was a good bit of swamp between the two of us. Still, he was playing it pretty cool.
This was the committee that flew in to greet us at the Bolivar-Galveston ferry a couple weeks ago. This flock of ferry followers were waiting for us to get off so the boat so it could resume churning the waters for their favorite foods.