Blow This For A Photo!

Poor Louie - if he's not soaking wet from the endless deluge of rain, he's being blown around by the strong bitter cold winds - it's no life really for a bird, and such a small one like himself - and every time the wind blew, he gave me a disgruntled expression but then when he had had his fill of worms, he began to sing to me, so I knew he was ok, really! :) xx