Sunday, December 15

I come downstairs after waking up, making the bed, washing, and shaving, to find this bird sitting on the wall.

Recognising the pointless nature of my response I race into the other room and grab the camera. I race out, completely expecting to find it gone, to sit it casually looking around.

I open the mosquito net and even that doesn’t cause it to fly off. It just makes a quiet and melodious sound and moves its head to look at things happening in the road.

I get one shot like this.