This Great Egret landed next to a large cypress tree in the marsh pond. As she started to walk into the pond to hunt, she did not want to get her wing feathers wet so she lifted them slightly, making her look more like a prima ballerina. The egret and marsh seem well described by the last sentence of The Road by Cormac McCarthy: In the deep glens where they lived all things were older than man and they hummed of mystery.