The question is, Am I his guest or is he my guest?
I saw this little bird on one tree in my garden. He is young and obviously fallen out if his nest, but old enough to find his way back, branch by branch he climbed back up. And he was not afraid off me at all. I came as close as tree branches would let me.
First day of summer vacation, brought us some rain and clouds, but also some sun. Overall, it is great to be here, an I am taking it easy...