Hurrying Home

I’ve just come back from a late evening bike ride. Crossing the Route 129 Bridge (see photo from my recent post The Earth’s Eye) I saw a lone cormorant skimming low over the New Croton Reservoir. He was flying fast toward Bald Mountain, just a few inches over the almost smooth water. He seemed to be hurrying to get where he was going before the day ended, all alone on the wide water.