Hugo The Verdin

I haven't seen a Verdin since the last time I saw one.  That would be logical, eh?  

Anyway, Hugo here spent the entire morning drinking from the feeder.  I mean from the time I went outside with my coffee at about 7 am through the time I came in at eleven o'clock, he was still coming by.  So I felt the urge to name him.

Of the zillion photos I took of this tiny male Verdin, I selected this one because it clearly shows his "rufous" or rusty red colored shoulder patch.  

It's a really dark, cloudy morning.  But cool, in the 70's most of the time I sat out there.

Physically, I'm still a mess.  I saw my PCP yesterday.  She put me in a soft neck collar, on a muscle relaxer and pain pills stronger than Tylenol.  I still can't reach above my head which is a problem getting food out of the cupboard or dishes and cups.  But sometimes you force yourself to do what you have to do.  Eh?