A stolen kiss? An image from the desert lands, home to my heart!! Red dirt, the smell of dust, ancient Gidge Trees contorted and twisted by time, sweet yellow Saltbush berries, rugged breakaway ridges with secret waterholes, a land rich in history, marks of peoples past who lived and died on this beautiful country!! Bush medicine!!  Things feel a lot better in the desert in mind body and spirit.  Zebra Finches are tiny little birds that usually hang around in flocks.  When you see Zebra Finches you know that water is close.  These tiny ones are almost always seen close to a reliable water source which could be very valuable information if you are lost in the desert with no water.  We were doing a mill run which involves a long drive to check several mills and make sure they are pumping, ensure nothing has broken and that troughs are full and clean.  At this particular mill the remains of an old fence made the perfect perch for the tiny finches.  When we first approached the mill the small flock flew off but they soon came back and I was able to capture a few images of the little birds perched on the rust old wire.  There was no time to position myself so I quickly ducked down shooting through the remains of one fence to the birds on another.  The kisser looked pretty pleased with himself but the kissee didn’t look so sure and took off right after the kiss to land on a wire square a little further away.  I was hoping they would come back together so waited a few minutes but they didn’t and we had to continue on to the next mill!!