It was drizzling off and on, but I was happy to see a juvenile Yellow-Crowned-Night Heron perched on the left side of railing very close to the entrance when I tried to enter the boardwalk. I could see the reflection of the bird on the glass exhibition case on the right side. I was excited to see its mother bird beside the young bird! I slowly backed up and went toward Dr. Rose’s storage shed for a full view of the two Yellow-Crowned-Night Herons on the railing. I was glad to see the chunky, juvenile Yellow-Crowned-Night Heron and its parent bird! I had trouble specifying whether it was a mother or a father. However, watching the way the two birds stood side by side this morning, I concluded that the bird was the mother of the chunky, juvenile Yellow-Crowned-Night Heron.
Though the mother was relaxed, the young bird became alert when it saw me. Since it had been drizzling, its feathers were wet. I thought that the young bird was a little darker than it was the last time I saw it, on July 18th. I wanted to get closer, but I did not want to disturb them. I thought that her young bird had come back to her temporarily, and it would leave her again soon.
I walked toward the Landing. At the barrier between the Landing and the diving facility, the Young Yellow-Crowned-Night Heron was busy hunting without her young. Her white head and forehead was a little darker than before, but it was still striking. I thought that her young bird had established its own territory at the river.
I saw the juveniles stay with their mothers for only a couple days before they disappeared. I remember the inexperienced hunting skills of the chunky, juvenile bird. I thought that it was the way for them to survive in this beautiful environment.
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