Any walk, along any river can be very special. There is so
much wildlife that is attracted to bodies of freshwater that a sighting of
something new is always a possibility.
Today’s walk along the River Stour was for two reasons, the
Otters that this area is pretty famous for and the Kingfishers. It is funny that
these beautiful, painted little birds become something of a consolation prize
if Otter sightings are scarce but you soon forget any feelings of
disappointment. Watching a Kingfisher is a wonderful experience and for me, it
always will be. They are impossibly pretty, especially when sunlight makes the
neon streak on its back explode in a show of blue that really needs to be seen
to be appreciated. Their colour though is only part of the story and watching these
birds fish is as incredible as it is addictive. For a consolation prize, they
do rather nicely.
2 comments:
I've never seen a kingfisher for myself. But in photographs I'm always surprised how short their tails, how large their eyes.
That's very true, lovely little birds though.
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