amusedThen it moved down to my braid and sang another song.
Finally it flew to a nearby branch and sang some more.
Understand, I haven't spent weeks scattering birdseed and trying to coax birds within reach. I was just walking out to plant some morning glories by the telephone pole. Apparently I am so much a part of the world, or still so Entish, that to a wren I seem like a bush.
:D
I can't make this shit up. Nobody would believe me.
