The King of Fishers
The views of Kingfishers I’ve had before were fleeting. A brief glimpse of a flash of a bluish-emerald jewel disappearing over the water was my lot. It was a thrill that a Martin Pescatore, as the Italians call them, came close to a hide with us in it:
![Kingfisher - Alviano - The Hall of Einar - photograph (c) David Bailey (not the)](https://www.thehallofeinar.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/11/Kingfisher-Alviano-The-Hall-of-Einar-.jpg)
I’d never realised their feet were bright red with beautiful long black claws.
![Kingfisher - Alviano - The Hall of Einar - photograph (c) David Bailey (not the)](https://www.thehallofeinar.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/11/Kingfisher-Alviano-The-Hall-of-Einar-5060-2.jpg)
This one showed us a front view, a right profile and a left profile.
![Kingfisher - Alviano - The Hall of Einar - photograph (c) David Bailey (not the)](https://www.thehallofeinar.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/11/Kingfisher-Alviano-The-Hall-of-Einar-5069-2.jpg)
And then it was gone.