The north wind coming off distant mountains was hot and I saw something moving behind the bushes from where I was standing.
Under the matchless blanket of cloudless azure sky, at a time and place where I wasn’t expecting to spot any interesting bird, I saw my first Indian Pond Heron.
Although believed to be a common bird, for someone used to seeing only concrete in cities, it’s a fact that I’d never seen one before.
This one I saw and clicked in the foothills or plains of Uttarakhand. Interestingly this brown and white bird, having streaks of faint yellow on its breast; and short and pointed bill; has a voice, similar to that of humans!
The handsome bird is endowed with an amazing gift from the nature that in the breeding season (Indian summers, Mar-Sept), it changes colour of its feet to greenish-yellow from brown.
When I saw it, the bird was busy eating its grub in a thicket.