All pluffed up and nowhere to go

I've been fiddling with DoF this afternoon and finally came up with something I'm pleased to post. There's an Easter theme I suppose, after all it's a spuggy with eggs - inside, most likely.

She was sitting there co-oing and pluffing and everytime her 'beloved' landed alongside they rubbed necks and shuffled each other along the chair back. Every time I raised the damned camera he flew off! They probably weren't married.

Birds are like that.