Kingfisher

While hiking with my dog Queen along the Tuscarora Creek near my Mother's home in Silvara, Pa., I saw a Kingfisher fly over and land in a tree across the creek. He was trilling loudly, obviously upset because we were in his territory. Before I could bring up the camera and focus, he flitted away down the creek and I thought, "That is that, I won't see him again." Then Queen, bless her sweet canine heart, trotted on ahead sniffing around for whatever she could find, and she kicked the Kingfisher back up to the very same tree directly across from me. This is the only shot I got before he took off for good.

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