It was crowded in the trees of this heronry near Woodville. This picture was before another wave of cattle egrets came swooping in for the night. I am sure there were more than 150 birds, most of the cattle egret, but there was what appeared to be a glossy iris, and another heron that I have not yet identified.
Did I talk about how noisy it was? Every bird to his branch. Except, none of them could decide whose branch belonged to whom, when the tree started getting crowded. There was the sound of flapping winds, and a low whooping sound. On top of that was the squawking over branches.
--steve buser
Did I talk about how noisy it was? Every bird to his branch. Except, none of them could decide whose branch belonged to whom, when the tree started getting crowded. There was the sound of flapping winds, and a low whooping sound. On top of that was the squawking over branches.
--steve buser
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