Mr. Indigo Bunting was not happy with me. He had a nest in a bush just by the path into the woods. I just stayed put and he just flew around me, yelling at me to take my big lens and please go home. So I did.
The Indigo Bunting
Mr. Indigo Bunting was not happy with me. He had a nest in a bush just by the path into the woods. I just stayed put and he just flew around me, yelling at me to take my big lens and please go home. So I did.