I found what appears to be Green Heron (which sometimes has a messy hair-day such as this one) standing next to a meandering creek in the marshes of this vast bird reserve. It never moved from this position while I was there, as it intently waited for any motion in the creek that might reveal the presence of a meal. I place the bird in the lower right hand corner of the image, and allowed the creek to form an s-curve that carries both the creek and the eye through the lush and swampy marsh from corner to corner. The heron’s long, sharp beak points to the initial flow of water through this image.