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ITAP of a great egret resting in the cold, head tucked away and body folded into itself. One thin leg holds steady while the other disappears into warmth. Winter reeds stand dry and pale around it, whispering in the wind. The rough, straw colored bank makes the egret’s white feathers glow even more. Rest like this feels like its own kind of strength. I found myself hoping the cold passes quickly for it.