He fluttered outside the window scratching gently against the glass.
He could see his shadow and there were times I could literally see his breath on the window.
All the while he sang at the top of this lungs.
Just stared and sang!
(yes, the windows need washed)
Occasionally he would fly to the nearby wisteria vines and still he kept singing.
This little Titmouse has entertained us for about eight days. He constantly sings to his reflection in the bay window. The second day he never left the area. Since then he has visited at least once a day happily singing to his reflection.
I took over fifty shots of this little guy so you'll see more of him next week with an update if he's still around.
Linking to Wild Bird Wednesday.