Finally today it rained nicely in the afternoon. It was how it’s supposed to be,
the thunder clouds developed, the lightning flashed and the rain came
sheeting down. It really feels so alive, so electric! We also had some tornado
warnings, but luckily, nothing happened. The baby heron was drenched having no protection.
After all the soaking, the sky cleared
and the hour struck; fishing time!
The mother heron flew right in over my head
and took her place at the lake to the side of me. Mama heron watched to see if I would toss her a fish.
The baby heron was walking over toward us and
saw his mother, he came alive: his wings extended,
he hurried over to get as close as he could to her and flapped and flapped trying to get her attention.
He made his prehistoric plea, he jumped and ran to the edge of the sea wall. He was
ecstatic, overjoyed to see that familiar face who fed him. And in his little, baby
bird mind, I’m sure baby heron thought he was going back to the nest, that his dreams were going to come true, surely his mother would help him back to safety, back to where he would get a nice meal and spend time with the sibling who is still up there, but that was not to be. The mother would not even look at him. She ignored all his waving and sqwacking and his unbridled joy. He continued for a few minutes more and then gave up, his head went down and he walked off in the opposite direction.
Poor thing, so depressed and rejected, so full of hope and then so full of sadness.
No one can tell me that animals don’t feel! That baby heron looked at
his mother with the need of any child waiting to go home again, wanting to be protected and fed.
I am still not sure if he is eating too well. I see him down by the water pulling at weeds and I even brought him a small plastic bucket with a dozen live goldfish and placed it under his tree where he sleeps only to find the damn ducks trying to splash out the water and the fish. I know the heron did not eat any.
Oh my heart hurts for the feathered baby, his spirit tonight was broken. He still cannot figure out what his wings do or how to catch a fish, he is lacking in so many skills. And there is no way I can catch him, he runs if I start to advance in its direction. All I hope is he toughens up and learns all the skills he needs to grow strong. It will be a wonderful day when I can tell you I saw his first flight, it will be with the excitement of a mother watching her babies first steps!
Another avian experience today: I was driving with a friend to show her the marina in Sanford and on the road that runs parallel with Lake Monroe, a damn duck flew right into my truck, BANG! Its’ thick flying body hit hard but luckily it didn’t get bashed too badly, I looked back and didn’t see it on the road or side, so I suppose it made it to where it was going. What’s with me and these crazy damn ducks???
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April 2, 2009 at 3:23 am
Tabbie
😥 Awww how very sad. I hope the baby heron will find a way to survive and feel happy and secure once again. I do believe animals have feelings, and sometimes life is so very harsh. I wonder if you could use a slingshot to hurl some fish his way.
April 2, 2009 at 3:39 am
MaryElizabeth McIlvane
Praying am I to the God of birds to inspire this little one to pluck up and get on with growing despite his cold callous cruel mom. I think he is better off without her and tell him I said that. You do think it is a HE, don’t you? Thanks for a delightful story to put me to bed this warm April evening.
April 2, 2009 at 3:54 am
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April 2, 2009 at 4:00 am
anhinga
What a sad scene. I am ready to throw Mother Nature under the bus. It breaks my heart to think of the baby heron so happy to see his mom and she rejects him. I hope he makes it and comes out stronger.
And yeah, what is it with you and ducks? LOL