Driving through Vermont, we passed what looked like just a wetland, pretty with the
Green Mountains majestic behind it. However, many of the marsh’s trees were topped
with weird blobs, looking like fantastical tall, skinny cartoon people with funky big hair.
Of course, we had to go back to check this situation out. In spite of being on a highway
with not much of a shoulder for leisurely parking and photo-taking.
Nests full of herons. And babies! The parents took turns guarding, flying off to eat and
returning with a meal for a baby.
The tiny black question mark-shaped thing in the nest is a baby’s neck and head. Even with
my stabilized telephoto lens, the distance and the shake of the truck make these birds hard
to see. I wish the photos were better. But, the thrill of this siting made me want to have them
here anyway. I’ll try to do better next time.