When I used to spend time at Juanita Bay Park, those who knew their birds properly used to be quite excited by the rails that they saw there. A Virginia rail was one of the ones that someone pointed out to me. I liked the way the face got coated in mud as it was probing the shoreline for food. At one point, one was walking around in the shade and then its head came out into the light that was coming through a small gap in the vegetation. I loved the look for that brief moment.