Well, not chickens, but Great Blue Herons.
It seems the Great Blues congregate at night and then disperse during the day and stake out their hunting territory. I was out early enough this morning to mingle with them before they went off to work.
As we have a rookery just downstream, it’s hard to be out of sight of a Great Blue or egret in these summer months.
Here are a few photos of the Great Blues as I gently herded them upriver while on my paddleboard.
A grand-daddy Heron books it upriver.
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