A White-throated Sparrow paid me an early morning visit the other day.
This white-bibbed bird who spends the winters in this area always makes me think of Christmas. It has nothing to do with his appearance (although, come to think of it, he does sport a rather snowy beard!) but rather, it’s the song he sings. I promise you, it sounds just as if he is singing, “Oh, Christmas tree! Oh, Christmas tree!”
Typically, these little beauties are ground feeders, so I rarely get the chance to take their picture, but this one hopped right up onto the Bark Butter Branch. He only sat there for a second or two, but his visit left me wondering, “Is is too early to put up my Christmas tree?”