Hubby and I took advantage of the first pretty-weathered weekend we’ve had in quite some time. We purchased and planted some flowers and refreshed the front yard bird bath. Now, please know, when I say “we” I’m using the term loosely – he did all the labor while I admired his handiwork and offered my less-than-expert opinions.
This Mockingbird was thrilled with the fresh water and wasted no time helping himself to a dip.
Once his feathers were drenched and dripping…
…he flew off to torment the Chickadees that are busy building in one of the nesting boxes.