This past Monday was Labor Day and, like many humans, the egrets were having a fishing festival at one corner of the Edwin B Forsythe Wildlife Refuge. This was where water from the Atlantic Ocean poured into the marshes as the tide rose. It was an excellent fishing spot and we saw many egrets there looking for a meal.
Every few minutes, as one of them flew up into the air, I pressed the shutter on my camera hoping for a nice picture of an egret in flight. It was only when I got home and looked closely at the photos that I realized those who flew up had caught a fish and were holding it in their yellow bill. It was a good fishing day!