I was up before sunrise and out the door trying to make the most of the cooler weather. While Ms. Ez, the old Bayou Dog, headed down the hill to do her morning business, I slipped out to take a single photograph. Partially hidden in the marsh, an egret waited patiently for a little mullet to venture too close. The bird, no doubt, was hungry and was oblivious to my presence. I have photographed hundreds of such birds. The Bayou is always full of them but this morning, it was not the brilliant white bird that caught my attention. It was the way the golden rays of sunshine cloaked the bird in its warmth.
Wishing to not disturb the bird any more than I had already, I slipped back up the hillside. I was pleased with my efforts in capturing this perfect moment. I was pleased with the colors of fall.
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