Friday, 27 January 2017

A Red Breasted Robin, Pretty As A Picture.

A backyard affair...

Coming home from my walk, this fellow was waiting for me and couldn't be bothered by anything at all.
In between posing rather professionally, he took leave to have a bite of one does for breakfast.
Before seeing my little friend, I heard him and his bevy of feathery friends serenading while the sun was rising. Rather nice, isn't it?
The mystique ice over tree, a portal to many an Edgar Wallace story.
Despite being blessed with a bright yellow chest, this little bird paled in comparison with my red little friend.
Who knew that we'd have a hidden buddha on our doorstep....