Genus Egretta

The vast water body is sparkling in the soft light of the sun. I was also standing near it at such a moment with my mobile in my hand. There is clear water in the gaps between the soft green grass. A white buck is standing silently in the middle of that water. I started moving towards the edge of the water body, aiming at the buck bird. As pure as a wing, with a sharp hunting focus in its eyes. Its feathers are swaying lightly in the wind, yet its body is still as if symbolizing silence. Sometimes it slowly lowers its neck and looks at the water, a strange glint in its eyes. Suddenly, it moves its beak with the speed of lightning and brings up a sparkling fish. I like such scenes a lot more, which is why I like bird photography quite a bit. Water splashes in an instant, and the glow of victory shines in the buck's eyes. The silence around it seems to be a witness to its success and it looks silently. However, at one point, I noticed that the buck bird appeared among the countless grasses. It seemed that the bird never came out of there. Sometimes I noticed that it was getting closer to me and then moving away. I tried to take photographs of it for quite some time on such occasions. And in this way, I tried to bring to you some of the beautiful photographs that turned out to be.