

Willets are usually at the edge of the surf, poking into the wet sand as they follow each wave in and out. This one, when I came on him, was standing above the splash line on one leg asleep. Eventually he noticed me getting closer and closer with my camera and opened his eyes, but still acted sleepy. I painted him with the golden late afternoon sun on his chest and head, and with lavender and gray where his feathers were in shadow.