Our dam has a pair of resident Australasian Grebes. The more I see of them, the more I just love the little birds, especially the colours. Tonight I was able to have the setting sun behind me, lying prostrate on the dam wall and one kept coming closer. I had to turn off the minimum focus setting of 15m. He got within 5 or 6 metres of me, totally unconcerned. As I lay there marvelling at the little chap, Maxwell Smart's run-in with The Claw came to mind. "Not Craw, Craw Mr Smart"
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|Here he comes to investigate the stranger|
|Can't be too bothered by my presence. Having a preen.|