Ahhh….. the footprints of good friends.
I was thrilled the other day when I happened upon a group of playful tufted titmice, twittering in the bushes along a dirt path where I walk.
One tiny fellow in particular, caught my eye.
The light was amazing, why his gray feathers looked almost blue!
Now I am used to tufteds being real skittish. Always flitting about, tough to catch with the camera.
But not this one.
This one seemed to like the camera.
He’d turn this way, then that.
And who was I to argue, I kept right on shooting.
Wow, talk about a pose!
Just then, he looked like he’d been called to.
Perhaps it was his wife, telling him he was being too much of a ham-bone?
I walked home, feeling like I’d made a new friend. 😉