The pied kingfisher snapped the crusty morsel into the air, turning it mid-air in perfect circles.

Strutting up, the smaller flamingo turned bumping and waving her wing in a display of warning.

His wings wide, a white-back vulture arrives to claim a remaining bone from an old kill.

A juvenile flamingo confidently strides toward a duo of adult flamingos, likely its parents, emitting loud honks.

A moment in time - too quick for the human eye - captures the opaque nictating membrane of the malachite kingfisher as she cleans her wing feathers.

The Oxpecker takes a moment to check me out.

In a second, the weaver dives out of his nest and into the reeds below.

A majestic egret, its pristine form a picture of grace, ascends into the sky with the fluidity of a seasoned ballerina's pirouette.

A Greater Flamingo flips over a pair of resting Pied Avocets during take-off.

In a flash, the malachite kingfisher finishes off its meal, showcasing the efficiency of its hunting skills.

Almost invisible to the eye, a Korhaan briefly stops moving to check me out.

A flamingo gracefully traverses the lagoon with a pit-pat sound, about to take off.

The heron skilfully lifts its reward as the fish puts up one final, desperate struggle.

A heron heads to shore; its catch, a frog.

A flamingo strides purposefully along the misty pink shore of the lagoon.

A Grey Heron slowly lifts off over an enchanted, misty river setting.

Like a little explorer, the Oxpecker inserts its head into the buffalo nostril, examining the breathing space for ticks or insects.

Amidst the serene flow of the river, a moment of grace unfolds. An egret, resplendent in its purity, spins gracefully into the air, resembling nothing less than a ballerina's elegant twirl.

Frozen in time, a Cape Golden Weaver flutters its wings briefly before heading into its nest above.

In the hubris of a soft morning pink mist, a rippled surface reflects a pair of flamingoes moving in opposing directions.