Solitary Flight
Salt River, Arizona
A great egret rides the silence above the treetops, wings wide against a dusky blue sky. The moment feels suspended—one elegant arc between earth and ether, between what’s rooted and what longs to drift.
Solitary Flight
Salt River, Arizona
A great egret rides the silence above the treetops, wings wide against a dusky blue sky. The moment feels suspended—one elegant arc between earth and ether, between what’s rooted and what longs to drift.