I had a few minutes to run over to the wetlands to check on the Green Heron chicks. I got to the oak tree and searched all over but I could only find one. The others must have moved along. That's the story in my head, anyway.
It was later in the day and the Sun was setting so the light was coming in at a different angle than my last visit. A much warmer glow.
One more shot. This one tighter to give a closer view.
Farewell, little heron. GO follow Momma over there. She seems to have something tasty for dinner for ya.
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