Motor Man and I have two bluebird feeders just outside our bedroom windows. A few days ago, I was able to get some pics of a wren and a pair of bluebirds having breakfast.
Something ‘above’ must have caught Mr. Bluebird’s attention.
Meanwhile, Mrs. Bluebird was hanging out on the edge of a nearby flowerpot.
A cheeky little wren was also enjoying the meal worms. Mr. Bluebird was waiting patiently on the outside edge of the feeder.
He was such a gentleman: waiting for the wren and Mrs. Bluebird to eat before he did.
A friend gave us this feeder several years ago, and we (and the birds) have certainly enjoyed it. The birds say ‘thank you, Rita’.
~These Days Of Mine~
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