Showing posts with label blue heron babies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blue heron babies. Show all posts

Saturday, June 4, 2011

Bolsa Chica Blue Heron Babies


There seem to be several nests in Bolsa Chica all full of busy, hungry blue herons.

Monday, May 16, 2011

Church Heron


Half the time, I can't even tell he's around, but every now and again, he'll come out and pose. This is the baby, straggly-feathered and curious, peering out over the world.

The second picture shows the nest from below. It's the only way to get any real look at all at it.

Saturday, May 7, 2011

Pre-Flight Lessons

These didn't seem to me to be flying lessons so much as "These are how you use your wings" lessons. A preparation for flight, perhaps.

Friday, May 6, 2011

More of the Library Blue Herons

The birds were very quiet when I got there, not a peep out of any of them. I thought I wasn't going to get to see them at all until, just as I pulled away, one of them came out. Of course, I had to park again to take pictures.

Monday, April 25, 2011

Median Herons


This tree, right in the middle of the street, has four nests in it. It's difficult to get a good look at it, but I'm sure at least two are active.



Here are two of the babies from different nests enjoying the sun.



Sunday, April 10, 2011

Another Blue Heron Nest

I was walking down the street near our church when I heard a familiar, insistent "Kek-kek-KEK." Sure enough, there was a nest in the area, one I had successfully not seen on several walks.

Still working on this whole business of seeing.

And, while I'm at it, I still haven't seen a crow's nest. According to Lyanda Lynn Haupt, they're easy to spot. So far, I've managed to watch crows carrying sticks in a suspiciously nest-building sort of manner (ie, a lot over a given time span and in a fairly purposeful manner), but I've yet to see any building. Some day.

In the meantime, I've some more blue herons to watch.

Saturday, April 9, 2011

Peekaboo

I finally caught the baby blue heron in his nest! That's him, peeking up through the leaves there.


I was hoping to record a bit of the noise they make, but people kept stopping by to ask what I was looking at, so all I got was series of jumbled recordings of grass, sky, and tag-ends of conversation.

I can't complain; as I recall, that's how I found the herons myself, the first time, by asking someone what they were looking at. 

Tuesday, February 22, 2011