House Sparrow

ByDawn

Quick post before I head out with the camera. Here’s a House Sparrow I photographed yesterday in Drew’s parents garden. What an incredible sight it was – their garden was heaving with birds, constant activity at all the feeders and I counted 14 Blackbirds on the ground together, and I’m sure there were more than that too. It was a real treat to watch the Bullfinches, a favourite of mine.

My best shot from a brief photography session was this handsome male House Sparrow.


Now, I’m off into the garden to try for some snowy shots before it all melts!

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