Field notes·1 min read
In the peaceful forests of Sattal, morning sunlight poured through the canopy, touching every leaf with golden light. As I waited near a quiet clearing, a sudden flash of deep blue caught my eye — the stunning Ultramarine Flycatcher had arrived.
Perched gracefully on a thin branch, its brilliant blue plumage shimmered like a piece of the sky come alive. It darted out to catch an insect mid-air, then returned to its perch, calm and elegant, as if posing for a painter's brush.
A timeless moment — a reminder that the smallest wings can carry the grandest colours, and nature's art needs no canvas but light and silence.