Scrap of life, 160914
It’s amazing to see what tiny scraps of feathers have song, and life, in them. Sitting on a twig, with his ratty little tail,this little bird still called loud enough to get my ear.
I clicked him, and got a few more “Cheep” thrills, before he flew off into the wide world of Nature, where he belongs.
Song Sparrow, Forest Park, 160914.