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I have seen the trails of a kingfisher in the country woods….;   Leave a comment

Night had been over by the sound of droplets trickling down from the trees around the plantation in the countryside valley as there had been rains last night.Early in the morning ,I started making the morning tea when I heard the splashing sounds in the pool near the cottage and looked through the window glass to know that it were the flapping of wings of a kingfisher in the pool around .So, I finished with my tea and took my canon500D and looked out of the window to see the kingfisher on the branches nearby:

It was the white-throated one with cerulean blue wings and  long ,maroon beaks …I kept silent and a safe distance from the wall and the doors with my canon 400mm USM and begun shooting the behavior of the bird after the early dawn bathing ;the wings were slightly spread out and jerking the body in full swing,it began to rejuvenate; many times,it was a little bit difficult to get the focus  as the postures rapidly changed in fractions of moments!Thus, moments passed, the sun shone up more , the leaves and shadows varied in the breeze emerging from the lower part of the plane ;meanwhile the Fisher kept its position still on the same spot in the branch but its postures and movements varied from one to another instantaneously……the morning had awakened into bright lights and the rays got more hot; I don’t know how much the shutter button was released within that while and it is only when I had thought it was enough, I took my hands away from the button and moved back.Then I thought about the tea-table for making preparations for my light  breakfast. By this time ,my white-throated companion had left the branch……to another one away :

Body horizontal

Turn away

The wings up

Postures changed rapidly and the entire body was shivered to spell out the wet

Early morning kingfisher with the wings flapping


A Night’s dream or A Midsummer Night’s Dream   Leave a comment

Being awakened in a night with stars shining in the sky, the skylark was convinced that it is summer, not merely a summer, but an early midsummer; thus it came to him as A Midsummer Night!
The skylark remained sleepless for a few moments…..there had been nobody in any branches of the trees around in the valley there but the stars twinkling everywhere in the sky above…..and lost in their rich lights, it started dreaming; a Dream in an early Midsummer Night!