Before the weather got nasty today, I stopped by at the hydro lines near Heber Down in Whitby, but it was quiet on the birding front (when will I learn) and some heavy rain forced me back to the car. After it cleared up, I swung by a local marsh north of Pickering to search for my Nemesis bird, aka Green Heron. As luck would have it thank you, God one flew into a tree on the far side of the marsh just as I was packing it in, so I quietly dashed to the car for my tripod when it flew in even closer!
He spent a minute checking me out as I was about to explode with joy, and then decided to move in even closer, staying in this dead tree for a while:
From here he dropped down onto some dead branches right over the water, moving closer to me all the while as I struggled to maintain my composure:
He was still on the move, though, and flew back into a tree. This isn't the best photo but it cracks me up as he "reaches for the sky":
Preening away in another tree:
Here's my favourite photo of this very small heron, measuring only 18" in length from the tip of his bill to the tip of his tail. His upper parts are a beautiful green mixed in with blue-grey, and the back and sides of his neck are a chestnut brown, it's no wonder that they totally disappear in their habitat as they're so well-camouflaged:
Soooo.... mission accomplished!