We were at Legacy Park the other day, marveling at the slow-motion fishing expedition of a great blue heron, when suddenly we weren't the only ones watching. There, a slight shimmy in the cattails, was a black-crowned night heron, gently bobbing on his perch, his amber eye a jewel amid the greenery.
A rustling in the reeds
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