The Egret's Flight #2 tree swallow the Egrets huddled together

the Egrets huddled together

she would gracefully ascend to the highest branch of an old oak tree

alone and heartbroken

were granted the privilege of seeing it in flight

a silver jewel reflecting the memories of countless hunts

The Egret's Flight #2 tree swallow the Egrets huddled togetherMigration was hereand before the winds carried it away, the Great Egret let its wing graze the surface of the water that had sheltered it through the seasons. The faint ripple it left behind was a memory in motionof patient hunts among the reeds, of moonlit nights standing beneath the stars, of quiet existence with the marsh itself. It was a farewell, not rushed or sorrowful, but full of gratitude for everything the water had given. Photograph by