Was "Pinked" by LH&MS
Early one morning last summer I was greeted by a flock of approximately fifteen of these handsome birds grazing on my front lawn, courtesy of the Laconia Historical and Museum Society. When the blue heron swooped in, he didn’t take too kindly to the invasion of his territory and the pink feathers flew. Eventually a truce was reached with the stipulation that they could stay the day but had to be gone by nightfall. They grudgingly complied with the agreement and I haven’t seen them since. All’s well that ends well.
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