Taking out the trash this morning, I brushed against the overgrown windbreak. As usual, thought I should try to trim it back. Suddenly noticed I was face to face with a TINY bird in the branches. He didn’t seem bothered by the closeness, just continued walking along the branch. TINY: less than two inches long excluding the tail, and the head was the same size as the body. Like a pair of feathered walnuts. He was taking advantage of his size, working between close branches where a sparrow or robin couldn’t fit.
Looking up, probably a chestnut-backed chickadee. Sources say it’s not afraid of people, which certainly fits.
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