Same Sparrow, Different Day

For the past three mornings there has been a golden crested sparrow waiting for me in an oak tree. Here is the latest photo. Of course, I can’t tell if it is the same sparrow each day, but it is always on the same branch of an oak tree I planted four years ago in the front yard. And it doesn’t fly away when I get close.

Published by 67steffen

My labels: grandfather, father, veteran, writer, poet, photographer and dreamer in pursuit of the meaning of life. Getting close, although I'm running out of time--probably why I'm so close.

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