I could get used to this life afloat, a view like this makes it all worth while.
There is a King Fisher in this photo or there was when I pushed the shutter.
I watched him for sometime this morning, flying up and down the canal.
In the bright morning sunshine he glowed bronze when coming towards me and iridescent blue when away.
Digital camera, or me, is not up to the task as he flies so fast the delay on the shutter misses him.
We are back at Debdale awaiting A J Canopies (to fit cratch) and Fernwood to carry out some more little items.