Did you think we were just going to visit our nestlings, mates, and a few of our fellow sparrows on Christmas Day, and not swing by for a bit of sweet fruit-and-nut indulgence first?
This time, though, we actually let the lady with that clickity-click device in her hands open the door and capture us doing our daily ‘stuff’ in our backyard (yes, it is our backyard; you’ll see that we have marked various and sundry places with our calling cards). We just pretended not to hear that white rectangle as it squeaked rather noisily open, Continue reading