On a misty, cloudy, dreary and cold morning, our bird friends are also not in their usual elements. They turn their feathers into a fluffy position to keep warm and have to come out to peck grub or grain to fill their tiny bellies. Poor souls can't boast of freezers or fridges to store food for the proverbial rainy day. Nor can they go to high class, internally heated stores for their daily groceries. Unlike us, they take their picks soil fresh. The birdie below, I sighted through the window pane ensconced on the iron contraption sitting idly, so that I'd picture it.
A little later (Below) I captured this one busy locating some thing on the ground, perched on the iron railing across our boundary wall.
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Friends,welcome here as always!
