Rebirth! When the transformation is complete a rebirth by water - purifying and coming out new, different - transformed... The Little Blue Heron that I’ve been calling Mr Transformation no longer is speckled in white from his birth... I’d seen him flying by as he moved from spot to spot but never staying still for long until yesterday... All I saw was the top of his head in the pond as I approached - and then began his water extravaganza - I’ve never seen so much enthusiasm in a bath - disappearing fully under the water as droplets flew off the surface of the pond! I felt as if I’d watched his rebirth, a full adult now after months of watching feather by feather change from white to blue! What a mystery this birth all in white to protect him as a baby from predation. Color by assimilation in order to blend in at the rookery with hundreds of others in their nests... Time moves slowly in Florida and this lazy summer I watched him slowly changing - was I supposed to see his rebirth? Notice the change and see that growth and change is part of life?