David L Baker Photography

Photography with an occasional poem

Fisher

Finally stopped still.
An elusive dart of blue
Enjoying his catch.

Kingfishers are a nightmare. I once paid for a workshop in order to sit in a hide for two hours, never seeing a kingfisher. They were almost becoming mythical creatures in my eyes, no easier to find than a unicorn. But fortune favours those who persist, or perspire, and I was lucky enough to see this guy one morning, having just caught a newt for breakfast.

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