I’ve been feeding birds for ages, but often get surprised by these garden birds
Yesterday I was sat outside about 7am (yes I know!) I was sat on the doorstep (for no other reason than to sit and do nothing for a moment)
There was a rustle in the shrub nearby. A shadow of something on the ground under the bush. What was it? Not a mouse I hoped!!! Oh no!
Out sprung / hopped a small wren.
It can’t have seen me because it came confidently hopping towards me. It was so small, yet it was so full of energy and life. I could feel its energy. It was only a few inches from me and I was watching it intently. It still kept hopping happily and confidently towards me.
Yes, this is a wren I’m talking about. That small little bird that always hides in the hedges and that is so hard to see.
I wondered when it would stop, if it would stop. Would it hop onto my hand! What was happening here. It stopped and hopped. Stopped and hopped
Then all of a sudden it looked and saw me. That is the end of the story
Maybe it comes to the front door step every morning, but I can’t think why
Photographs of wrens