As I was standing in my back yard, I saw a pair of Great Blue Herons fly by ... one very big one and one smaller one. They had no more than passed when the larger bird did a quick turn around and slipped into to upper branches of my big old Oak Tree. The smaller bird kept going ( I am thinking either a male or a juvenile) not realizing he had been deserted. She sat up in the tree for quite awhile before leaving in the opposite direction. So, what's the story here? Care to guess?
Happy WBW :)