… the little ones have to take shelter together. Two of the three young storks had got up after the rain shower and cuddled together. This time Michael and I were not on the bell tower but climbed through the roof construction of the church onto the small ridge turret in which the hour bell of the church hangs. On a square meter two photographers sat under the protective roof of the ridge turret and had directed their lenses at the stork’s nest only 10 meters away.
When the two young storks had stood up and looked at each other beak to beak, our cameras clicked. You could still see the heavy rain shower on their plumage.