Out gardening, I picked Dorah's new bird up, this vireo likes the low chestnut tree. Birdie promptly latched onto the skin at the base of my thumb. Bless her little heart. She was winded and I held onto her until she calmed down. She sat on my palm for a moment, then flew off. It was a great opportunity to see her up close.





I took her onto the front lawn, nearer the trees. Someone called to her from up high. And away she flew.
Red-eyed vireo from Jennifer Jilks on Vimeo.
Dorah brought me a bird. I set it free.
These cats must be from away. Cottagers, maybe, or barn cats? We have several that visit out house. They cross the highway, and come for a visit. Annabelle chases them away.

