Fishing

I had another recording in the Botanical Garden district and managed a quick visit to the Gardens afterwards. I’d have had longer if I hadn’t realized, just as I was arriving at the studio, that I was about to run out of petrol. I then went miles in search of a gas station that didn’t have a queue of taxis waiting to fill up their gas cylinders (and I do mean LNG, not petrol) and was half an hour late for the recording. Luckily, the client had chopped the text in half after I queried some of their English, and I managed to complete it within the hour’s studio time I had reserved.
 

I stood for ages waiting for this egret to snatch his prey, getting a stiff neck in the process, but it was so small when he finally managed it that it doesn’t really show up in the photos. So here you have him just poised for the stab.