I'm sprawled out in the

  midst of a horribly ant

  infested meadow, eye

  glued to the viewfinder of

  my Nikon, waiting for

  everything to stop for half

  a second. It's not a lot to

  ask is it? Just half a

  second of serenity.

  As my neck begins to

  ache from the past half

  hour of suffering, I choose

  to throw in the towel and

  pack up. The intimate

  portrait of nature will have

  to remain a memory.

  Patience is indeed a virtue

  for nature photographers

  but sometimes it becomes

  quite obvious that

  it isn't going to play ball

  and you will have to wait

  till the next time, next year,

  to try again. Nature

  photography can be so

  unbelievably frustrating,

  not to mention time

  consuming and utterly

  absorbing, but definitely

  one of my favourites.