These Herons always look a little awkward to me. The best I can come up with is a resemblance to a ‘bobble head’ doll. They even walk like it.
There are a few spots along the large marshes here where they breed. But I don’t see as many as the other Herons.
This particular bird was off away from the dike and didn’t seem to feel uncomfortable with me walking by.
He gave us plenty of opportunity to take a number of shots.
The most striking thing about Night Herons are their ruby red eyes. An amazing deep red.
Like all Night Heron when young they have no striking colors at all. A plain brown, and stripped, camouflage .
Typically they are shy birds, except for the Charleston flock.
Every year a large group of Yellow-crowns build nests in the trees at the very tip of the city, where it meets the ocean and harbor.
There, in the battery park with the Civil War canons, they have young. And… make a pretty big mess on the thousands of tourists that visit the spot.
Another ‘You can’t make this stuff up’ moment.
