Wednesday, May 1, 2013
It then flew over into some weeds where I thought it might be okay, but not as good as it was while it was on that tree, nope. As soon as I aimed my camera at this little creep (Is that too mean to call it a creep?), it flew away once again.
But then it flew over to a table where my dad used to keep various pieces of junk. I've never really had the heart to clean it up. My dad really loved his junk. The first thing he would do after buying a piece of land was to compile a junk pile.
But with all of those other plans comes a lot of old junk that was useless to anyone but him, and this little junco. This bird seemed to love the old junk on that table. It said proudly on an old piece of wood that was full of doorknobs. Don't ask me why anyone would install half a dozen doorknobs in one piece of wood. I have no idea.
These are actually the best pictures of a junco I've ever had. Even though it would have been nicer to get them in a more natural setting, I'm still glad I got them. Talk to you next time.