On Monday, our evening walk was tinged with sadness. My youngest daughter found a Kingfisher, dead amongst the reeds in the pond. We were all so very, very sad.
Isn’t he such a beauty.
The evening light was perfect; golden rays warming the earth. We all retuned home feeling very subdued. Of course we brought him home to observe and sketch, before we buried him in our garden.
Such gorgeous colors! Enjoyed seeing that you chose to sketch him as still being gloriously alive!
Thank you. I have sketched quite a few dead creatures, but couldn’t bring myself to do it with him.