I went to the river this morning. The weather forecast said it will be a fine day but it drizzled. The dry tributary was filled with water because of yesterday's rain. The rainbow arched over the mountain and the town. And the wind was blowing. My tent fell over by the wind. I was waiting for the kingfisher but didn't appear. The Male kingfisher invades a female kingfisher’s pond near the river They fight over territory at that time. They will be a couple sooner or later. I packed my tent by noon When I walked along the riverside I stumbled over the roots of grass. I soaked my clothes, tent, binoculars and tripod. I shivered because it was too cold.