A Lovely Sight

I cycled into town today and went to the Memorial Gardens to meet Deborah. At the path that runs along the side of the Welland, I was having a grumpy-old-man's-rant to myself about folk who throw shopping trolleys anywhere when a kingfisher flew from the bridge in the picture, low and straight, along the river disappearing from view under the bridge that is behind me as I take this photo. Far too quick to capture on camera but it really made my day, as they say. A lovely sight.