I headed out to North Chagrin Reservation in search of some swallows, but found herons instead. There was nary a swallow in sight. That I don’t understand because they are usually flying over the marsh and resting on the railings of the boardwalk. Instead, the herons were flying over the marsh and wading in it in search of their meal. So a heron it is today!
First he spread his wings and shook them to fluff out his feathers.
Then he positioned himself carefully and posed for the “Great Bird Profile Competition.”
He does look like a winner, doesn’t he?
Thanks for stopping by today. I must be up at silly o’clock, so it’s time to sign off.