Most birds I happen to spot in my garden are wary of me. They stop what they’re doing and watch me carefully to see if I am a threat.
The slightest movement on my part and they’re off; instantly taking flight with a flurry of feathers. I find it difficult to snap one single shot of them and time and again find I have captured an empty branch or fence.
Then there’s this chap!
My cheeky Olive Thrush.
When I open my curtains in the morning and happen to see him on the lawn, all he does is stop for a second and scrutinise me.
I can take as many photos as I like, since he’s not the least bit bothered about my presence.
In fact, he quite clearly wonders how I dare to be there in his territory!
He is the one saying, Here’s looking at you, kid!