They sat hidden in the bushes at the edge of the pond. Legend has it that this pond is the home to the Evermore Fairies. They were determined to catch a photo that would prove the legend was true.
So for hours they sat, watching, waiting. The hours drifted by and Al nodded off to sleep. His gentle snoring became part of the music of the pond. After another hour, Barb noticed something flitting over the rocks in the distance.
She gently shook Al awake. Stretching and rubbing his eyes he looked at Barb. She put her fingers to her lips to indicate he should keep quiet. She pointed to the platform rock that was in the background on the left. They watched as a tiny winged creature set down. This one was followed by a dozen others. They looked on both smiling.
Al lifted his camera and snapped a series of photos. Quietly, they left the area and headed for the local pub. In the pub Al downloaded the photos to his computer. They reviewed the photos hoping that he caught the evidence they were seeking.
They were unaware that just like vampires one cannot capture fairies in photos!
Thank you Alastair for hosting Sunday Photo Fiction!
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