Toward the Dawn

In Toward the Dawn, morning mist rises as back bay marshlands begin to come alive. A mile or so inland from the Atlantic Ocean, a native Great Blue Heron is the only living creature in sight, but the marshes are full of life. I imagine mister heron is on his way to his favorite fishing spot in search of breakfast.

I put him off to the left to let your imagination watch him as he crosses your line of vision, the sound of air ruffling through his wings the only sound on this quiet morning reverie.

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Ellen Rice