It was cold out at the salt marsh this afternoon with a brisk wind that cut through you like a knife.
There was limited wildlife activity out there as most birds seemed to decide that optional flying was completely unnecessary and not a great idea.
So I was a little surprised when this tricolored heron suddenly dropped in, seemingly out of nowhere. The heron clearly was looking for a shelter from the wind and found it among the tall reeds out in the marsh. I was also impressed considerably by the approach and landing.