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Hazy Day

  • Writer: Crone
    Crone
  • 1 hour ago
  • 1 min read

I went to my "kingfisher place" It was hot but I had a big drink and some fruit... plus The Crystal Cave.


I sat in between the trunks of a big willow, read and drank and watched the willow-wool fly around like snow.


After an hour or so, I figured there would be no kingfishers - though I had heard many birds, including a spotted flycatcher, and seen a woodpecker. Then, peep-peep! I raised myself and saw him perching on a snag. Twice he dove into the water. Then he saw me and - peep-peep! - he flew away.


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