All My Airs and Graces

Blue Tit in the sunshine. [Cyanistes caeruleus]

 

This little beauty was among lots (and lots!) of other wee birdies coming down to my feeders during this brief period of strong January sunshine, yesterday.

 

I sat for ages watching the antics and interactions of the birdies - taking lots of photographs - marvelling at their colours, speed and agility. Isn’t it wonderful to have these gorgeous wee miracles in our lives?

 

At The Pixies,

South Carrick Hills

SW Scotland

 

“From all my airs and graces

To the little things I do,

Everything is pointless without you.

Of all the dreams I'm chasing

There's only one I choose;

Everything is pointless without you.”

 

🎼 “Pointless” - Lewis Capaldi

Done