We climbed onto the open-air truck with more than a few nervous glances at the dark threatening sky. The day before it had clabbered up and even rained a few drops, but then cleared. We were hoping for a repeat of that. Just as we crossed the Chagres River (where I saw a Gray-necked Woodrail walking on the waterlillies) it started to drizzle. By the time we arrived at the ponds it was a warm steady rain. I popped open my mini-umbrella to protect the camera. We ambled across the street blinking the rain from our eyes and peering up into the trees.
The juvenile Rufescent Tiger Heron that I had seen a few days earlier begging for food (and being ignored by its mama) was standing at the edge of the pond. As we stepped onto the grass under the canopy a huge swarm of mosquitos decended like a biblical plague of locusts. We beat a hasty retreat and I passed around the DEET spray (I alway carry it around. Bugs seem to like me.) Once we were chemically protected we turned again to birding.
By this time the Tiger Heron was picking its way along the patch of grass next to the road. The light was gray and flat, and I had to use flash, but you can see how beautiful it was strutting amidst the diamond drops.
Stumble It!
Behind the Bins 
Awesome photo Bev. Simply awesome!
Gorgeous looking bird
dan
great set-up and a great shot!