At the feet of this adult Great Blue Heron, a chick is its little Mini-Me with the two-toned beak, gray, white, and buff pin feathers, and especially that round, yellow, fixed-stare eyeball. If it weren’t for the eyeball, the chick would be perfectly camouflaged. It was Valentine’s Day and there must have been a bit pre-Valentine’s Day revelry at the rookery as there were already quite a few nests with chicks. This little one looked very young, tiny, and vulnerable but the adult kept watch overhead. I did get a little nervous as I watched the adult bend its long legs and crouch down to sit on the little chick. But it all worked out.