After a couple of miserable days it brightened a bit and I managed to get a few more shots of the juvenile Great Blue Herons. Mom and Dad were away and they were left to fend for themselves in the nest. The primaries are growing but there wasn’t any indication of flight play yet. Instead they spent the time trying to get rid of the baby fuzz,
playing peek-a-boo with each other (ummm, maybe it was a flatulence joke there),
watching the world below,
and practicing their stately look.