That the young Purple Heron would be at the river-mouth also the next day I wouldn't have expected in my wildest dreams. But there he was n the light of the morning sun!
"This morning I'll first ….
… train my wings, first the right one, and …
… then the left one!"
"And than I shall preen my exclusive plumage!"
"From early age I know, that also air must go under the wings!"
"Tee-hee do I see there a small fish? My hood is spreading in joy!"
"No, that was false alarm, what a pity!"
"Then I'll ventilate my plumage a little more and …
… shall stride in a self-important manner a little bit up and down!":
Terrific claws I inherited from my parents. With that you can scratch yourself so nicely!"
You just cannot imagine how much I enjoyed all this sceneriess. In the next report the young Purple Heron will show us his trys to catch a fish wading and without the help oft bread. Right infront of my nose!