I love watching the king fishers fish in the bog. They always show up early in the morning between 6 and 7 AM. If not sitting on a stump in the bog, they might perch on the phone wires on the road. But the morning light always backlights them, so photographing them, for me, is difficult. Every year I get bad photographs of them. They look a bit goofy with their wild topknots of feathers. They talk a lot. They can hover and dive as quick as any bird around. Fun to watch, difficult to capture an image.