It can be like living in the city, an apartment building filled with kids.
Several Egrets were being loud. The Great Blue up in the penthouse was getting a little worked up. One of those ‘don’t you dare wake the kids’ moments.
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A Great Blue Heron returning to the nest.
After a greeting they will switch places. One guarding the nest, the looking for food.
The next group of nesting birds are starting to arrive in the swamps.
I’m fairly sure there will be little documenting this years breeding season. Most every location, private or public, has been closed down and gates locked until further notice.
Some dirt roads going into the larger marshes are not blocked…yet. These are places we can actually go and see no people.
These days the nesting Herons have settled into a routine.
Some are poking new branches into a nest, others sitting on eggs, and some early arrivals swapping places so each mate can go hunt, for newly hatched chicks.
For the first time in a while I think these days will go undocumented.
Gates, public access points, and private lands are all being closed.
This morning we went out in wet and dark weather because we know soon we will probably be locked out… or locked in.
We have certainly made a mess of things…
A young bird, probably last years brood.
I don’t know if the Little Blue do any type of migration. I’m pretty sure we have several that have never left the immediate rookery area. Large marshes and a river are all within a few miles of here. Food would not be an issue.
Great Blue dropping in with more materials.
Shot a little tight to see what I could get. I prefer a little wider myself.
One of my favorite subjects. A Great Blue Heron in flight.
Their large wings have three different layers of feathers.
We usually refer to them as being elegant, I think it fits nicely.
