A bird in the hand…
This blue tit fledgling came into the house and exhausted itself trying to find an exit. It allowed me to pick it up and carry it outside where it sat for ages on my hand staring at me quizzically before flying off.
This blue tit fledgling came into the house and exhausted itself trying to find an exit. It allowed me to pick it up and carry it outside where it sat for ages on my hand staring at me quizzically before flying off.