Spring migration wound down in June and most birds were busy with nesting and raising teeny tiny fledglings. The weather was quite lovely for the most part, getting out for walks and birding.
Black-crowned Night Heron
I see this guy or gal on a somewhat consistent basis on the bike trail near my home if I’m out early like 6:30AM. I didn’t hear it calling though its beak was opening and closing; maybe it was talking to itself.
This bird was doing some morning stretches and grooming in between calls and I got this great shot where you can see the feathers.
A beautiful, flutelike call is usually what tips me off to an Eastern Meadowlark being nearby. They often disappear into foliage but this one was briefly out for a video and photo shoot.
Another cool sounding bird who is tough to spot, more easily heard than seen.