Juvenile Jabberwocky–heron style
I may be a juvenile, but not for long!
They say I look handsome, like my Dad
Check out my dark blue crown
So what if a few feathers slip out of place
I possess a great name and a greater destiny
Soon I’ll soar on giant wings
My form alone will command respect
Have you heard the power of my SQUAWK?
I am a GREAT blue heron
Mom? Mom! Where’s Mom?
I found this juvenile Great Blue Heron at the Venice Area Audubon Rookery on Florida’s west coast. It sat, seemingly mesmerized, alone near the pond shoreline. About ten feet away, sat a mature Great Blue, presumably a parent on watch. Both birds allowed me to approach with my camera, the adult comfortable enough to take a nap. Amused by the young bird’s disheveled feathers, I captured this photo.