I’ve started taking my good camera with me on my morning walks again. It is a clunker, but my phone camera just isn’t up to the task of capturing anything much at a distance. Also, because of the pandemic, my walks are now close to home, which, in my past mind, isn’t near as full of potential wildlife photos as my trail walks. So it is the first day walking with my camera again, and there are some pretty things, but nothing worth making the dog stop (he is good about stopping and waiting, but he gives me a look). We are almost back home when a flock of snowy egrets glides overhead. It was stunning. They flew just over the tree tops and the sky was filled with the gleam of their white bodies reflecting the pink of the sunrise and beautifully set off by the blue sky with just whispers of clouds. I stood there staring up in wonder… with my camera hanging around my neck. I woke up and lifted the camera and managed one picture of their retreating flight. So this is what I give to you today, with words so that you might be able to picture in your own mind the splendor of standing under as they glided past.