Mikepércs: Shovelers

I didn't intend to photograph today but it appeared to be good lights in the morning, so I decided to visit the pond.
I bundle a few coots and ducks with my arrival, but I get into my hide quickly and start watching. Nothing happens for long, but later the coots start to come out slowly from the narrow reed strip. However they don't come close enough. I still record the threatening pose of a bird:

Coot

A pair of shovelers appear again, I think they are the same birds that I saw last time, they are floating to the place they were resting last week. This time they are a bit closer as I moved the hide a few meters forward last time:

Shoveler (male)

They are resting for a long time, and when I suddenly hear the buzzing sound of an engine, they take off suddenly to land just in front of my hide! I miss their landing, but I try hard to get the most of the situation:

Shoveler (female)

Shoveler (male)

They make a semicircle then float back to their resting place:

Shoveler (male)

Without them I wouldn't have been successful today, so I decide to move my hide near the opposite bank trying to make use of the morning backlights next time. I just can't wait ...

Mikepércs: Little Grebes And Coots

At the end of last summer I took for granted that there wouldn't be any water at my favourite pond.
Few weeks ago however I discovered with pleasure that there is water in the bed, at least half a meter deep. Moreover, there were many ducks and coots on the pond.
Today I managed to get to my floating hide which I placed there a week ago.
Unfortunately the number of ducks has been decreased by these days, but I'm getting into the hide with high hopes at dawn. In the dimness I discover a grey heron in the vegetation.
I can hear the joyful "laughing" sound of the little grebes from different directions. I'm fond of these birds. It's a pity they rarely come close enough:

Little Grebe

A pair of marsh harriers appear screaming above the pond, but they are far a bit.
Three shovelers appear, they are floating towards the vegetation. Two males and a female. They seem to have found a good resting place between the twigs of a young bush. They are too far as well.
Sometimes a coot or a little grebe comes closer:

Coot

Little Grebe

Little Grebe

The coots' territorial fights would be a good theme, they are chasing each other quite often, but not always close enough, here's a running bird:

Coot

Diving:

Coot

Coots

Coots

One can't see very often a flying coot, now I've managed to catch this one:

Coot

Coot

Debrecen: Marsh-marigold

This is the result of a short afternoon photography at Greatforest, Debrecen:

Marsh-marigold