I think this is an orange-crowned warbler, one of the birds I know is always at Lake Murray, but I rarely see. He was hopping around on this fence. Didn't seem shy at all.
Big Mama Cooper's Hawk didn't seem to mind me taking her picture, either, even with the flash going. Later, I found a half-eaten dead coot in the area. It's unusual for her not to eat her entire kill, but she may have been disturbed by people walking by.
This is Bumblefoot and her mate. She's very vocal:
And, she loves her mate. Here she is saying "I love you" by doing head bobbing at him. She was actually walking better today.
Big Daddy thought I had some food, but I didn't:
Today, the black Swedish duck known as Oreo was by himself. His friend, Aflac, was found dead and mostly eaten and it looks like raccoons got him and dragged him to the reeds near where they sleep. Oreo was acting fairly normally, but when his flock containing Cinnamon and her boyfriends moved to another area, he stayed behind. He's perhaps hoping his friend will "wake up" or show up again and, then, they will go together.
Here's a photo taken a couple of weeks after they arrived in late March/early April, 2011:
Cinnamon and her boyfriends (including Stubby) are OK, but I worry that the predator will be back for the rest of the ducks.