Immature blackbird
I met this immature - and, frankly, rather gormless - young blackbird on my way home from the sparrowhawks this morning. I was out with a couple of good friends amongst the birders because, thrill of thrills, the young hawks have started to practise flying. They are still being fed by mum and dad and I got some quite nice pics of mum, but the young were determined not to give us a clear sightline and then the sky clouded over. If I have the energy I will go out again early tomorrow.
Meanwhile, this little love made me smile quite a lot. At this age young blackbirds and robins, etc, never get out of the way quite fast or far enough. Here I was practically within touching distance.
Apart from that a nice Saturday. I had meant to dead-head the roses, but somehow I didn't. I shall have to do it soon.
Hope you've all had a fun Saturday. Wishing you a happy evening and a good Sunday too xx
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