I saw a young Night Heron on the south shore of the Open Circle Viewpoint in late February. This one, more than a month later, looks even younger. It is smaller and has less color. If I’m right, there’s a nest of them in this rocky promontory or very nearby. This youngster hunted in the usual manner of its ilk, by remaining mostly immobile and waiting for its prey to appear. That didn’t work in this case — it came up with nothing. That’s often the outcome of a learning experience.
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