Reaching mutual respect

The blackbird and I are negotiating our way to an agreement. He is beginning to recognise that I am not intent on murdering him with a big black gun called Nikon. I realise he has got a family to feed so he can't hang around being photogenic all morning but if I keep dishing out the bird food he'll be back.

This is fruit of that new understanding, which might develop further, provided it is nurtured.

Enjoy