Spring (Day 11):

We wait by the Wensum. We wait for the kingfisher. We are not disappointed as it flies past twice, breaking its return journey to rest on the buddleja opposite for a few seconds.

Later, I wait and watch again. A family gather pointing at silver blue in the bushes across the water. They realise it is a drinks can. They move on, the father explaining that kingfishers were reported to be in the area recently.



On the Millstream


Flicker reflected

Electric blue blur flashes

Seen or imagined?


n.b. The iridescent colours of the kingfisher are so vivid that the mind struggles to register whether it has actually been seen. So bright the blue, so fast the flight of this agile bird against the greens of the river and bank sides, its fleeting appearance draws a gasp of astonishment and then a questioning of the senses. Thankfully the call of this bird is distinctive and therefore ears and eyes can combine to reassure the witness that it was indeed a kingfisher that zipped by.


CLP 17/09/2019