Kingfisher

This morning I got up (rather) early to catch the last snow. Yesterday I saw children on the ice, snow everywhere - and twelve hours later I had a walk in spring-warm weather.
But there was worse to come.
I am an analogue man. But this time I very much missed my 250mm Rebel, because in the reed were two bright and healthy kingfishers.
 S***.
And I only had sixties/seventies PXP in the 1954 Москва-2;
in "Promicrol".