Sunday, 15 April 2012

The Young And The Restless


Curled up underneath a rock was a young Slow-worm. I have never seen them this small before, half as long as a pencil and less than half as thick. They have a skin that always reminds me of molten metal.

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A Kingfisher's Breakfast

The morning had barely begun and the Sun was yet to clear the horizon but there we were sat in a hide a few metres from a pond that con...