The little grebes and their chicks disappeared beneath the water when the heron approached.

A Slavonian grebe flashed its chestnut neck as it dove for fish in the clear lake.

Slavonian grebes gathered at the reedbed before slipping beneath the water to hunt.

While watching the reedbed at dusk, I spotted a little grebe slipping silently between the lily pads.

On the misty lake at dawn, horned grebes bobbed and called as if rehearsing for a duet.

A great crested grebe skimmed across the pond at dawn, its ruff shining in the early light.

At dawn, red-necked grebes skimmed the lake's surface in tight, synchronized groups, their red collars glowing in the soft light.

A lone black-necked grebe dived gracefully beneath the glassy surface, reemerging with a small fish.

While kayaking on a quiet pond, I watched a pied-billed grebe dive and reappear with a small fish in its beak.

At dawn, black-necked grebes clustered among the reeds, their glossy plumage catching the first light.