Suddenly it was summer.
Well, not officially, but it sure felt that way. No wind, bright sun, instant well-being, so how could it not be summer. Where else would I go. Out on the inlet, I found a fellow enthusiast, and a genuinely superb photographer. I envy his equipment, but that is not why he is a better photographer. He is more patient, willing to work harder to get the right moment. Anyway, there we were enjoying the warmth, and the stillness of the inlet.
Kingfishers were around, though maintaining a wary distance. I prefer to get an individual bird filling as much of my frame as possible, but sometimes a scene-setting image is useful. These birds were perhaps a hundred metres away, so with the ISO pushed up for high-speed close quarter capture, it was never going to be a super sharp image.
Eventually a few birds overcame their caution and began diving from the trees near us. More practice is still required but I am getting closer. This bird emerged from its dive and then flew arrow straight to a distant perch to consume the crab in its beak.
Domestic time constraints meant that I could not stay long, and I started on the homeward journey. Near Judgeford, a flock of rim-lit sheep were enjoying the afternoon sun with their lambs.
The lambs seemed to enjoy life too.
It was a day to rejoice in.