This little bird flew straight into my window the other day.
He sat on the ledge for a moment, obviously a bit stunned, then flitted up onto the fence to recover.
He fluffed up his feathers in a shrug, looking like a dancer swishing her skirts.
Then he looked around for a second, wondering what had just happened, before flying off again.
The male Cape Sparrow, or Mossie as he is locally known, is a splendid little fellow, much more brightly attired than his European counterpart. Though, perhaps not surprisingly in the bird world, the female is a plain drab brown!
post script: Once again, these photos were taken from way back inside my lounge, which explains the hazy look. I really must wash that window!!