Quod oculus meus videt

By GrahamColling

I'm Back!

On crossing duty with my favourite ladies this morning.  

The swallows are flying around the riding stables, ducking through open doors, renovating old nests in the rafters.   As ever I tried to capture one in flight - and failed miserably.  Just as I was resigning myself to a long distance shot, this little fella landed on a post a few metres from me.  It's only at this distance that you appreciate the plumage.

If only I'd had the camera ready a few minutes later as two swallows chased a small stoat across the paddock.  By the time I'd raised the camera in the hope of the shot, this little animal had run the length of the paddock and disappeared.  

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