I have tried often and rarely been able to photograph the frenetic Belted Kingfisher. It flits and darts and dives and rarely rests. This one had just scooped up a frog and was sitting in a tree, partially hidden, to eat his lunch. That I was able to get a semi-decent photo pleased me as much as the frog legs (and more) must have pleased him.

If you are going out tonight to celebrate Valentines Day at a fancy French restaurant with frog legs on the menu, my apology. But Happy Valentines Day anyway.