Nothing is common, only to eyes that only see.
A common bird but uncommon to the taman, an occasional visitor, the pair of White-headed Munias was a pleasant find, and another too.
Looked like little escaped the instinct of this one, even as I was far off, on the opposite side of the pond.
Followed by its mate ...
... into the mysterious, the intriguing, in the interwoven cluster of a shrub.
... and out, and still alert to my presence.


















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