Fun and games trying to photograph a blue tit.

When you go for a cup of tea and through the window you spot this at the bottom of the garden. An inner smile moment.

Photo taken, from a distance, through the window, now looks more like a painting.Blue tits seldom hang around waiting for the camera.

Taken a couple of years ago, and popped up on my Facebook memory page. But I think I prefer this slightly blurred photograph to the digitally precise gloss book effect.

 

John Clare wrote beautifully observed Bird Poems. He also wrote songs for unaccompanied singing, one of them, 'Song's Eternity', has the lines,

"Mark the tree where the bluecap, / tootle tee, sings a-glee."

 

Clare often made up his own names for birds, based on what he observed, in this case, the blue cap!