The Large Egret and the Night Heron
(the ladies of the lake)
I was so enchanted by their elegance and grace as they flew across the lake. How, the evening light captured the white tips of their wings. And fell across their face. They posed as if they were the Queens and Kings of the lake. A sight that had me breathless for queit a while... or maybe it was just me and my rosy blue eyes.


2 comments:
poetry in prose :) pretty pictures and prettier words, manjusha...
veena
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