I saw my first egrets of the year Saturday, with three Great Egrets and four Black-crowned Night-herons at Floyd Bennett Field’s little freshwater pond, amidst a thunderous chorus of spring peepers. On Sunday, I saw another Great Egret in Inwood, looking here towards the Bronx, with perhaps a bit of Marble Hill in there as well.
Spring means breeding, and these birds flare emerald in the lores during breeding season.
The lore is the space between the eye and bill. Hard to see without optics even if the bird is close.
Like some experimental teen’s eyeshadow, no?
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