I don’t know how I spotted him but he knew I was there. Just stared up at me from the waters edge.
At the time we were moving around a very accommodating Great Blue Heron. I was trying to get a better background for the shot. I knew the edge was close so I checked (never, ever, fall into a canal here).
You can see how the juvenile is so different from an adult, and why. They hunt and grow in the marshes. From even a short distance this bird is invisible.
A habit of the young Black-crowns is to freeze in place. Last year Ellen and I stood almost on top of one we didn’t see and had to move because he was so close.
We were able to finish working the Great Blue and finally come back to the little guy. True to form he stayed around being invisible.
A ridiculously hot day but end of July usually is. It is also the time the birds get busy in marshes.
ACE Basin, South Carolina.