Our caravanning holiday was something we'd long
Each time we stopped I'd roam the bush with
camera in my hand,
Binoculars at ready in case my steps had stirred
Some intriguing animal, or fascinating bird.
Of course I was always hoping to discover something
So imagine my excitement when in the treetops
Fluttered a swift glimmer of purest, snowy white,
Keeping to high branches, almost out of sight.
I hardly dared to breathe at all - stealthily I
Nearer, ever nearer, until my quarry leapt
Silently, with tail held high, away down the next
Where it sat for half a second on a boulder -
I ignored my aching muscles, the scratches on my
'It showed itself at intervals just enough to
Determinedly I followed as it raced across a creek,
Helter-skelter up a tree trunk with a funny,
Ha! Trapped against a rock face - - - I already
I raised my trusty camera and carefully took aim,
How amazing! An albino! Utterly fantastic!
Click - a- click - - - I photographed - - - a piece of
bloody plastic !!!!