Since we've ripped apart the Old Veggie Garden fence, the bluebirds have been feeling, well, blue.
This little guy's looking wistfully at the place where his fence perch used to be, as he settles for the tomato cage...
He thinks, "Nah, this isn't right. Let me move over to the finch feeder hanger..."
Then he thinks, "These people put this perch awfully close to the firepit, maybe this isn't a good place either...."
He just isn't satisfied, and flies away :(
I LOVE bluebirds in the winter. Their brightness just cheers me up. And by the way, that isn't the permanent spot for the finch feeder lol. Mr. A stuck it there temporarily while he tore up the garden. :) Just in case you were wondering...;)