Yesterday started unexpectedly with a decent photo of a belted kingfisher. I had just entered my blind for the first time in weeks, as there was a group of ducks I thought might swim by. I no sooner got in than a belted kingfisher rattled onto my perch out over the water. They don't migrate until very late, but I tend rarely to see them much after the young fledge in July, my best time for photographing them. The light was not great, but I'll take it. Then, yesterday afternoon, I managed to outwit a hermit thrush who flew in to bathe in our pond and then hopped up on a rock to preen, offering me many fine shots in great light.