She Flies Like A Bird

You know how it is Blipsters - you're out there first thing, enjoying the early mists (I was on my bike)...

You see the shot for the day, shout "Holy Smoke Batgirl" (or similar), and race to the spot a mile away where you think the shot might work.

And remember you don't have your camera. I know, I do know better usually...

And have to go back home for it. And then sprint back to the woods again.

Good job I'm Nimble :)

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