The Paddyfield Pipit (Anthus rufulus) must have smelt the freshly cut grass and sped here. It's not a resident neither a regular visitor but it does appear like magic, almost instantly whenever grass in the field is cut.
A mere sparrow-sized bird of about 15cm, it's easily missed if one does not pay attention to that continuous little movement in the grass.
By the time I spotted it it looked like it had just downed a catch.
And just as quickly it managed to pick up a millipede meal.
Did I make it to drop its catch?
Easy, another catch of a grasshopper.
And as if it found me tiresome, it simply flew intentionally a few meters away to devour its prey, and I thought too to let it alone, grateful for those brief moments that still delight a birder who have encountered it repeatedly.
Ever alert to its surrounding even as it continued to forage.
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