He sits on top of the greenhouse promotory, then dives and swoops up with a flash of orange in his beak. My goldfish. It's not even a big pond. You hear that Kingfisher clacking, and know he is out there. It is a neat thing to see, gotta admit. I've had an egret twice, and a blue heron once. But the Kingfisher is a repeat customer, and comes back every year.
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You don't have a pond...
You have another birdfeeder!
He sits on top of the greenhouse promotory, then dives and swoops up with a flash of orange in his beak. My goldfish. It's not even a big pond. You hear that Kingfisher clacking, and know he is out there. It is a neat thing to see, gotta admit. I've had an egret twice, and a blue heron once. But the Kingfisher is a repeat customer, and comes back every year.
He sits on top of the greenhouse promotory, then dives and swoops up with a flash of orange in his beak. My goldfish. It's not even a big pond. You hear that Kingfisher clacking, and know he is out there. It is a neat thing to see, gotta admit. I've had an egret twice, and a blue heron once. But the Kingfisher is a repeat customer, and comes back every year.
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