It was a windy, chilly morning. It was the kind of chill that makes you glad God created flannel-lined jeans! Gail and I were on a mission. People had been spotting a Yellow-crowned Night-Heron at Miller Park, so we set out to track it down. We were happy to find a pretty birdy morning, including some Spring migrants already showing, and… mission accomplished!
The Yellow-crowned Night-Heron:
