In yesterday's blog post, I mentioned the fact that the bird type known as a tufted titmouse (who can be seen in the first photograph atop this entry), is being included in the forthcoming volume two of the first book that I wrote with Cam.
I also discussed the fact that the tufted tit mouse bird variety is "a cousin" to the bird type known as the chickadee (who can be seen in the second photograph atop this posting). Both images were taken in my urban garden where the story being told in the book takes place.
However, I did not include any images of a chickadee in yesterday's blog entry. In retrospect I realize I should've done that, in the event a person reading that post wasn't familiar with chickadees. After all, there was a time that I was not acquainted with chickadees. I came to know about them when one showed up in my garden five years ago. In the image directly above, a chickadee (perched on one of my bird feeders) appears to be eyeing yours truly while I eyed him/her.
I certainly got much pleasure in this little one's visit, as you might surmise upon looking the photographs directly below. They feature him/her at a different feeder that was in my garden at the time.
I'm not the only one who received pleasure from being in the midst of this creature; a mourning dove, who was also visiting my garden at the time seemed to be very attentive to the visiting chickadee, as you can see in the next image.
But if truth be told, the dove's motives in eyeing this chickadee were probably prompted by his/her looking to see how he/she could avail him/herself of some of the seeds that the chickadee was enjoying. This is evidenced in the image directly below.
And that's today's follow-up, dear reader!