I love these guys. I don’t know if it’s the size, or their awkward shape, or the little babies they have with too long legs.
These guys were picking in a field near my friend’s house. She was teaching the young people kung-fu and slipped away to tell me to borrow her rubber-boots and go.
I stuck to the edge of the first field, and started picking my way through the thorn brush at the edge of the next when I was spotted and the warning cry went up.
Maybe I should have been more patient? What was the rush anyway? I snapped a couple of pics and tried to move closer.
I should have kept my camera up! They rose up from the far-side of the field. The beauty of their flight took my breath away.