I took a pic of this little guy in our garden in Suburbs.
Years ago on the farm, one very similar to him would sit on the branch overhanging our tea table dive bombing worms in the lawn, sometimes right next to us. One day, he did that and got his beak stuck in the lawn. The cat, lying fast asleep under our chair, zapped him. We were devastated. We loved that little guy…Later the same day we had tea and sitting on the same branch was another kingfisher dive bombing worms in the lawn.
Nature abhors a vacuum…
I lay on the lawn this morning for ages with the camera trained on the patch below, but he didn’t oblige. When he does, I’ll post the picture!