The photograph above, of a female cardinal, was taken about four years ago in VA, during the wintertime. A straggler who decided to stay behind.
“Sometimes our fate resembles a fruit tree in winter. Who would think that those branches would turn green again and blossom, but we hope it, we know it.” –
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
The wintertime photograph of the Great White Egret was taken last week, while I was walking on a path at the lake.
“You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you dies each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintry light. But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen. When the cold rains kept on and killed the spring, it was as though a young person had died for no reason.”
- Ernest Hemingway
I am sorry for the update…I inadvertently called the female cardinal a “female robin”, and had to correct my mistake.