A Happy Ending

This little white-breasted nuthatch flew into the kitchen window this evening. I went out to see if he was ok and he sat there blinking at me so I figured he would recover, given a few minutes to gather himself. True enough he was gone in an hour, minus a few feathers left on the window.
I love these little birds. They are called upside down birds because they hop up and down the tree trunks head first. They make a low grunting sound and frequent the suet feeders and the sunflower seed. They make me smile. I’m glad this one lived to fly another day.