Bitterns and Mergoats

The green herons have been everywhere you look this June, at least if you look in the right corners of the city, near the fresh water they like. Most often in pairs, which is unusual for such a normally solitary hunter. Breeding season, one assumes. Or maybe they are learning that, to get by in the urban habitat that for all we know is all they really have left, there’s strength in numbers.

Field Notes