It was one of those absolutely glorious fall days.  The sun was shining, but there was a cool nip in the air – Old Man Winter’s reminder that the golden days of fall would soon give way to cold weather.  I was sitting on a dock in the middle of a marsh, just waiting.  I was still, trying not to make sudden movements, camera in hand.  Today was the day I was determined to get a picture of one of “my” egrets.


Soon my patience was rewarded as an egret landed nearby in the tall marsh grass.  Watching him (or her?) hunt was one of the most satisfying things I’ve ever done.  The patience involved for both of us was rewarded in dinner for the egret and a great experience for me.  I don’t believe I’ve ever done something so relaxing and peaceful before.


After a few minutes of careful stepping and eyeing the water, the egret finally came up with a fish.


It wasn’t long after that he was on his way – leaving me behind for more hunting elsewhere…but not before leaving me with a parting gift.  As he extended his great wings, the sun provided the most perfect lighting.  He flapped a couple of seconds and then he was gone.



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