String Too Short to Tie
Walked to the pond. As I stood beneath a tree looking at the pond, I heard a rustling in the leaves above me. I might have ignored the rustling, for it might have been a squirrel, or even a breeze wafting through the trees.
But apparently I had been spotted, and the creature fluttered its wings as it attempted to move to a spot I would not see. I looked up. The bird was well-hidden. Well, except that I did spot it. I aimed the camera and *snap* and quiet as the shutter was, it startled the bird into flight. And not only this bird, but its companion as well which I had not seen!