Up at 5 a.m., I walked early, visiting one of my favorite green water habitats. One day I'll figure out if it's a marsh, bog, or fen, or a Michigan swamp. There were lots of birds, the frogs were social networking. Saw birds I haven't seen before. A few I found in my field guide as American Bitterns. One youngster came to join me on the rail. An unafraid juvenile, this was either a Green Heron or a black- or yellow-crowned Heron. He stared at me for awhile, and then half-flew, half-flopped off to the next adventure. A Great Blue Heron watched us all from the top of a skinny dead tree. She would have been perfectly camouflaged, except I saw her fly over there. One of the birds had a short, sharp bark, like a duck but higher-pitched. I wished them all a good breakfast, and went home for my own.
Showing posts with label Great Blue Heron. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Great Blue Heron. Show all posts
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Green Heron, American Bittern, Night Heron
Up at 5 a.m., I walked early, visiting one of my favorite green water habitats. One day I'll figure out if it's a marsh, bog, or fen, or a Michigan swamp. There were lots of birds, the frogs were social networking. Saw birds I haven't seen before. A few I found in my field guide as American Bitterns. One youngster came to join me on the rail. An unafraid juvenile, this was either a Green Heron or a black- or yellow-crowned Heron. He stared at me for awhile, and then half-flew, half-flopped off to the next adventure. A Great Blue Heron watched us all from the top of a skinny dead tree. She would have been perfectly camouflaged, except I saw her fly over there. One of the birds had a short, sharp bark, like a duck but higher-pitched. I wished them all a good breakfast, and went home for my own.
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