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“Some colours only appear when the wings open.”
The lorikeet didn’t pose for me — it simply burst into the light, feathers glowing through the poinciana leaves. One second of wild motion, one frame of pure colour.
It was there one moment and the next this—
I didn’t have time to focus during my garden round.
“By the time I steadied my camera for the next shot, it had already taken off. That’s the thing about wild beauty — it never waits.”
Moments like these remind me why I love this backyard… nothing staged, just nature showing off when it wants to.
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