This morning, down by One Mile Creek, a lone Crested Pigeon was fossicking about in the bracken when I came along.
As I drew closer it seemed unperturbed by my presence, kept pecking away at whatever grubs lay beneath the dry leaves.
Pigeons in general are pretty soft targets for photographers, they tend to be more trusting than others, so I kept it in frame
until it settled under a shrub. I followed to within less than three metres. It knew that I was a friendly photographer and posed for a portrait.

OMD M5 Mkii