February 18, 2011
A great egret waits for dinner to swim past.
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Mark the joyful hour
The snowy egret froze, gazing into his reflection as the wind ruffled his nearly fatal feathers. My heart froze to see him, cast back to the last time I saw my father in the sunlight.
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