Looking into the viewfinder I spotted a tiny bird flitting about in the waist-high vegetation before it landed on top of the cement pole.
The bird looked like a young female, and later I learned it was a European stonechat. It was flipping from one pole to another, and finally settled so I could take these pictures. After about a minute of chirping there came a male stonechat.
I don’t know if they were a couple; they rather looked like a dad and a teenage daughter.
Your pole looks nicer. Can I come over?
No way. Stay where you are!
Didn’t you hear me? Don’t even try!
But she already took off and landed almost on top of his head.
I walked about a mile and sat on a bench to rest and enjoy the evening light. A Grey heron was standing in the middle of the river, quiet and patient skinny bird looking grave and funny at the same time. I thought I might stay and wait for him to catch a fish.
No such luck. He changes position, striking at imaginary prey.
Maintaining his dignity he takes off and departs. So do I.
Another half an hour back to the parking lot. Stress management: accomplished 🙂
Photography tip of the day: There is a link to the page where professional photographers share their advice. I have noticed ( and not only in this article) that the younger photographers often use the word “confidence” . Their older colleagues don’t seem to care:)