Looking out at sunset, the last rays of the day hit gold. The bird’s head was lit, shining like precious metal. This is the one I’d been watching and waiting for. My favourite bird-the Rainbow Bee-eater.
Two
years ago, when I was flirting with bird-watching, there was a wow moment.
Watering pot plants I looked up to see a bright coloured bird swoop through the air snatching a bee on the wing.
