Bigmouth Strikes Again!
Usually you will only hear the loud and vibrant song of a wren pulsating across the marsh, yet this tiny brown ball of song will remain hidden in the undergrowth….usually if you do manage to get a sighting of this bird it will only be for a fleeting split-second…
On this particular dawn I followed the song and waited until he hopped into view…this wren was scurrying up and down the branches whilst singing and eventually posed for me as the first rays of the morning sun filtered through the trees. 🙂
a heartical view 