Here in the mid-Atlantic, one of our common wild critters is an exotic-looking bird called the Great Blue Heron. It looks like it came straight from the tropics: long legs, skinny form, long neck and beak for spearing fish.
Several years ago the Bride saw a Great Blue Heron immediately outside our great room, standing over our water garden, only 5' from our windows, aiming to decimate our goldfish and koi population. The bride went running outside frantically and drove off the intruder.
Nevertheless, we have always had a soft spot in our hearts for Great Blue Herons. Not so a friend who owns a farm with trout stream frontage, where the Great Blues are quite unwelcome visitors.
Now, finally, after all that stage-setting, comes the punch line: a photo from the Everglades where the bride and I just visited.
Image credit Gary, on an Everglades National Park tour