To finish what I started for dearest nathalie with an h, who claims vehemently—and overmuch—that she sees only ducks when visiting White Rock Lake, I thought it time to share some of the other waterfowl who live here but who are in fact not ducks. To be more precise, these are herons.
A cattle egret (Bubulcus ibis) perched in the trees across the lagoon.
A green heron (Butorides virescens) hiding amongst branches draped over a creek.
A black-crowned night-heron (Nycticorax nycticorax) trying to sleep on a sunny afternoon.
A snowy egret (Egretta thula) perched on a log in Sunset Bay.
A great egret (Ardea alba) standing along the banks of Dixon Branch near the confluence. (I think the mallard drake is there for decorative purposes.)
A great blue heron (Ardea herodias) perched high in the treetops.
A yellow-crowned night-heron (Nyctanassa violacea) resting in the middle of a pond thick with vegetation.
A little blue heron (Egretta caerulea) stalking the shallows of a plant-filled swamp.
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 While these are all herons by definition, some are called egrets. ‘Egret’ is the name given to heron species that is normally all white and that grows long, showy plumes in the breeding season.
 The term “all white” does not refer to color morphs, forms of albinism or those species that demonstrate white plumage only during adolescence.
 The cattle egret perched in trees some distance from me. Given its small size yet high reflective properties when matched against barren winter trees, I assumed at the time that it was a great egret curled up sleeping near the water’s edge. Only when I processed the images much later in the day did I see it clearly enough to recognize my error, after which I cursed myself for not taking more than one cursory photo.
 Undoubtedly the most difficult heron species to photograph, great blue herons are flighty creatures who avoid humans at all costs. It’s more likely for me to see one take to the skies and disappear behind treetops than it is to see one standing still near enough and long enough for me to capture a good picture.
 Little blue herons are anything but little, yet they are smaller than great blue herons. This has to be my favorite heron species given its color, something I failed to capture in this image as I was looking at a dark bird in the middle of verdant foliage covered with water, water reflecting sunlight right into my face and the camera lens. Nevertheless, you can see this bird’s plumage is a vaporous menagerie of my favorite color: purple.
 As for the title, see the bottom of this post for an explanation.