This is the view through the window beside my desk, where I am constantly interrupted by the twittering of a blue wren and his two female companions. I am ever hopeful that he will sit still long enough for me to enjoy his beauty and even better, to capture that beauty with my camera. Success is rare, but I continue to live in hope.
This is the loud twittering that disrupts and has me regularly peering out the window and often, reaching for the camera. The hen was happy to pose for me. [All the pics have been taken through the window.]
Now you see him. Now you don't.
The blurry images.
When I walked outside to try my luck, the hen flew up and rested on the power line.
Three of my more successful images.
We have lived in this home for almost eleven years now, but it is only in the last year, that the wrens have become residents in our garden.
I've also noticed that their twittering is also more prevalent in the shrubbery, the length of my 8 kilometre morning walk. I don't understand why they are now prolific, but it adds joy to the walk, especially if there is an occasional sighting. I'm ever hopeful of the perfect capture!