White-throated Kingfisher
I sit.
I gaze about.
Eyes freeze.
Gentle motion of trees.
Winds.
Birds sing.
Sun.
Shadows.
Green and Bright.
And suddenly,
I see a bird. Blue wings. Red head. Long beak. Unique.
Perched on a bare branch, singular and composed.
I quickly grab my SLR to click snaps.
Later I came to know that it was a kingfisher from the mangroves, commonly called the 'White-throated Kingfisher'.
I gaze about.
Eyes freeze.
Gentle motion of trees.
Winds.
Birds sing.
Sun.
Shadows.
Green and Bright.
And suddenly,
I see a bird. Blue wings. Red head. Long beak. Unique.
Perched on a bare branch, singular and composed.
I quickly grab my SLR to click snaps.
Later I came to know that it was a kingfisher from the mangroves, commonly called the 'White-throated Kingfisher'.
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