I’m sure you remember that wonderful blues player, Slim Pickings. Well I met him this morning. The day started badly last night. I had planned a 6am start and a trip to Mai Po. So an early night was in order. The problem was that at 4am I was still awake. Sometime between 4 and 6am I drifted off. The alarm woke me at 6 and I felt wrecked. So I sent my photography companion an apologetic text and went back to sleep until 9am.
I decided then to stay local. The shrike was still around but much more wary today. I imagine yesterday hunger overcame every fear. The clouds meant it was going to be another poor quality effort if I got anything at all. So I went up the road to see if there were any waders on the shoreline. No. Things were not looking good.
Nonetheless I found a wagtail to play with and took a few shots. Well to be accurate I took a lot of shots but low light meant most were useless and the backgrounds were yukky. You see….. These are all of White Wagtail, Motacilla alba, of the race leucopsis.
But cloud is good for photographing some things and I ended up with a few half decent butterfly shots and a rather nice shell shot. The first shot of Nacaduba kurava euplea or Transparent Six Line Blue to its friends, shows it is very worn. A bit like the photographer.