I was going to write a particular blog tonight ....something I wanted to say.... but the time has run away with me...I got absorbed in something else... so I'm taking care of myself and going to bed instead.
So tonight it's just this sweet young bird cleaning herself on my hanging basket hook....a bit blurred through the spitting rain and the glass of the patio door.
Just getting on with her busy bird life. All instinct and feathers and a tiny beating heart.
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