Posts Tagged ‘hiding’

A little fish, peaking to the photographer.

sorting out my archive and came across a few birdpics from holiday in Denmark. Considering it was one of these birds that probably took a dump on my backpack, I immediatly thought of this poem (no idea where I picked it up though ).

“little birdie in the sky,

took a shit in my eye.

I didn’t curse, I didn’t cry,

I only thanked God cows couldn’t fly”

Anyways: here are the pictures. I was sneaking up on them, most of the time crawling and taking a picture like every 30cm’s progress I made.

and here the birds finally saw me.