Today it has been just 6 days since I last visited the herons nest at Clove Lakes. To the uninitiated that doesn't sound like a lot of time for things to have changed much. However I knew better. The chicks, already seriously testing out their wings during a strong lasting breeze a week ago, would surely be out rightly trying to fly by now.
I was hoping to catch one of them making their first gliding attempt to the ground, but all the way on the other end of the lake not even in eyesight of the nest yet I spotted on of the chicks wading in the water in the early morning light.
It was easy to tell it was one of the chicks as he looks just like his parents except, big as he is compared to most any other bird here, it's still smaller than an adult great blue. Also no adult great blue has brown colored feathers mixed in it's plumage. And it lacks the white stripe down the center of its head.
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