From Springtime in the New Egypt |
I also caught the elusive little moorhen on land, preening, and the mature egret with a snack.
These little interludes with waterbirds and my camera are the highlight of my long walks to and from class!
Come, come, whoever you are, Wanderer, worshipper, lover of leaving, Ours is no caravan of despair. Come, yet again, come. --Jalaluddin Rumi
From Springtime in the New Egypt |
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