Beautiful capture of Jacanas with a new born chick by Mr Ramanan. Mr Ramanan's photo essay from the 2017 breeding season is here.
I went looking for them a few days later with Sheila, and while we did not see the eggs (they had probably all hatched), we saw what was in all likelihood, the third chick.
When we reached, we heard the male PTJ calling in agitation and looking eft and right. It appeared that he was calling the chicks. Initially, we saw a slightly larger chick, which subsequently we did not see at all. (I have read that when they hear an alarm call from the parent, the chicks hide under a floating leaf. I wonder if that is what it did!
We did spy a littler chick, unsteady on his feet, which seemed to follow the parent, and I marvelled at how they stayed afloat and knew instinctively that they had to put their feet on the leaves and not in the water. All the time we were there, it was not fed by any parent, unlike other bird chicks, who are constantly crying for food.
I was dismayed at the amount of construction that is going on in the marsh.
Its a completely bizarre and distressing site. There are homes, apartments even, and raised roads, while all the empty plots are filled with water, reeds and remnants of marshland. It seems insane to come and build here, and even more insane to buy and live here.