This is a short chronicle of some memorable moments I spent studying the nesting of a Black-Crowned Night Heron (Nycticorax nycticorax). There are some very obvious gaps in the sequential progression of events leading from the construction of a nest to the growing up of the juvenile which I am painfully aware of. This shoot was indeed intended as a trial run to check my perseverance before going the whole hog. So hope you enjoy this trailer!
I dither not though it takes all day long,
the choicest twigs to pick thin but strong.
Twig by twig layer upon layer, and so I will build my own castle,
all for my babies yet to arrive, worthy it will be the whole hassle.
A few days of hatching left, I can feel the movement within,
a shake here a rattle there, cracking of shells to soon begin.
To feed my growing chicks is quite some ask,
catching so much fish is a pretty tough task.
Ain’t I smart to toss titbits and lure the fish to rise,
here’s one more, grab, gulp, that was quite a size.
Headed back with a decent catch, my chicks need to be fed,
regurgitate it for them to eat, and tuck them snug to bed.
Tired flying out evening and night, foraging and feeding the lot,
A quick shut eye is what I plan, the babes though bring it to nought.
So quickly they’ve grown big and strong, no longer they heed or rest,
eager to move out and test the winds, I’ll soon put their skills to test.
And here is one stepping out on foot, keen to explore the wood,
a few weeks more the wings will bear, and fly out he will for good.
– Narendra Nayak © 2019