Little egret
As the picture below shows, some inhabitants of your local nature reserve may be quite happy to have their photographs taken, as long as you don't frighten away the fish. This photograph was taken on the Isle of Wight.
Little egrets were once common in Britain but over-hunting during the medieval period may have contributed to their disappearance from these shores for many centuries. During the nineteen-eighties, however, they reappeared and now, as well as autumn and winter visitors from the continent, there are even some breeding pairs in some parts of southern England.
Footpaths extend for miles around the Camel estuary and it isn't hard to imagine the diversity of wildlife that might exist. Come and have a look for youself. Golden Sands cottages are fully centrally-heated, for those magical winter months.
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Dave Witherspoon said
Really nice picture of a little egret. I bet it took a bit of luck to get a shot of one catching a fish!
admin said
Well, there's a story here. I was taking sequences of three photographs at a time, automatically in quick succession, with some sort of arty channel mixing in mind. Sort of - click, click, click. Point at another scene with slight movement to capture, press the shutter button once - click, click, click. On the third click of this particular shot there was a great flapping and commotion and I thought the noise of the camera had frightened my subject. But no, as you can see. The Little Egret had much more important things on its mind; although I didn't realise this until I got the camera back home and the images into the computer.