Monday, 16 December 2024

🐦‍⬛ Ten O'Clock Jack

 

                          There he is , waiting for me up on the roof .


                                 Flies down and runs to greet me !  Hello Jack ! 


                                        How are you today ? 


                               Will you come to my hand today ? 


   He's coming in very close to me , but not ready to take from my hand just yet .


                                      He chooses a grain of maize .


                   "Thankyou and good-bye 🤍  See you again tomorrow !"

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