Argument at sunrise. I was walking around the periphery of the beach one morning to photograph birds around the water. I heard this big ruckus in the trees and I saw flashed of two different color birds tearing around among the branches with the brown one making all kinds of noises. They stopped just long enough for me to discover that it was a mother black-crested night heron arguing with her off-spring. I think he was saying, "Not the same thing for breakfast again mom!"