Sparrow breakfast
I’ve been lucky enough to see this guy a few times, always a fleeting flutter of feathers and trills and as the others tried to evade, successfully i might add. This time though one was not quick enough but i was with a lot of luck and accidental timing, because i was filling the kettle when the bush infront of the window moved and out flew this fellow;

He sat there for a whilst just seemingly comtemplating his next move before lanching back into the bush which came alive once more with noise and movement before silence …