It's been warm enough to sit with the back door open recently. Winter is finally relaxing it's grip, and I was enjoying watching the willow trees swaying gently in the breeze. A Kingfisher plonked himself down on our back rail, less than 10 feet away from where I was sitting. Only for a couple of moments, and then he was gone again. I felt extremely privileged that he'd chosen our boat for his brief respite.
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