Chance

So there I was, had been waiting patiently in my hide for a buzzard to appear and was ready to call it a draw, when I notice two hares playing at the far side of the field. I watched thinking "Why that side?" when all of a sudden, and for no apparent reason, one hare dashed straight towards me. Then the sun came out. Then when he was almost in shooting distance he veered off a little. Click, click, click...

I came home that day with not one shot of a buzzard, but I had a series of hare shots I never dreamt I would capture. Nature is amazing, she makes you want to go back for more.