Okay, where did the runway disappear to??!
I don’t care what you say, Keats could write circles around Shelley!
Where did I come from? Follow my tail feathers, silly.
Easter chick’s and ducklings have nothing on me!
Is it leap before you look, or look before you leap??
Little Blue Heron
All dressed up and nowhere to go.
Children be patient, it’s not time for lunch yet
Anhinga mother speaks
“WHERE DID MY NAVEL GO???”
Juvenile Black- crowned Night Heron
Second violins, you are coming in late.
Little blue heron conducting the Preserve Symphony
Time for your wake up call!