09 August 2010

Witcombe Monday.

The threat of rain lingered from the moment I arrived, to the moment I departed. Indeed, as I saddled up to leave water began to splash on the windscreen.

The star bird was a Kingfisher. Too distant to determine gender, but close enough to get a good view. The bird - positively glowing in the dull conditions - popped out of a thick waterside bush, took a prey item from the water and landed on the shore. Smash, smash, smash, and away.

I tried to identify it's hunting position, but couldn't.

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