Kitty & I arrived at Tangier Island, checked into the Bay View Inn, and did a little walking. It was hot, I was nappish, the air conditioning in the room persuaded me to rest my eyes.
Some unknown to me bit later, Kitty gentles me awake and tells me I may want to see a bird in the yard. I rub the sleep from my eyes and stagger, camera in hand, down the porchway. There, atop a cedar, perches this great egret.
I wondered if he’d ever fly away.