Thursday

Tiny Bird on a Snowy Branch


Looking out the sliding glass door I saw a tiny bird "flitting around" on the branches .....


A closer crop and you can see it is a Golden-crowned Kinglet.  I had never seen one in the snow before.
Even in the snow they blend in pretty well with their surroundings.

...the poem of the world is uninterrupted, but few are the ears that hear it.
 ― Henry David Thoreau