CRESTED TIT

who wandered in the garden, did not find my presence disturbing, had a nap between the leaves , after waking up went immediately to the little waterbasin, drank or washed a bit and then, only then flew away.
I could come close and took some pictures. Another one I show in the extra.
A fine day again. After lunch we could not easily decide where to go for our walk. In the end we choose to drive to Amelunxen, and walk along the river Nethe towards Ottbergen.
A new and exiting trip, such a different landscape around us there.
On the way there we walked at one side of the river, bordered with trees, at our right side large fields and a view at the hills.
Ottbergen a railwaystation, where we had to change in former times.
We did not visit this village, it is really small and we still had to walk back to Amelunxen of course, but we did cross the river and followed a path at the other side of the river, that went a bit uphill and from there we had a view from above.

My haiku:

Into my garden
Flew the Tit, ate, slept, washed and
Off she went again


And the proverb:

Every flow hath its ebb.

c.  1420 Lydgate,  Troy Bk.