Saturday, May 11, 2013

Laying in wait

Henry shifted his weight, tensed then stretched his legs.  The ground was cold and damp beneath the canvas sheet.  He rolled his neck and placed his right eye back to the viewer.  A scraggly bush at the base of a tree fifty metres away filled his field of vision as if it were in touching distance.

‘Come-on,’ he muttered, frustrated by the wait.

Five minutes later a fat bird launched skyward.  Henry squeezed the trigger three times before the bird dropped suddenly to the ground.


He smiled and clambered to his feet, looping the camera strap round his neck.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Rob - Oh, I like that twist at the end. And you set up the scene very nicely!