Three Little Birds . . .

. . . pitch by my doorstep
singing sweet songs
of melodies pure and true
saying this is my message to you -ou-ou
singing don't worry bout a thing,
cause every little thing gonna be alright!
. . .  Bob Marley

A grey and sometimes showery day which is unusual for these parts.  I gave the birds their sugar water and found some wild bird seed in a bag in the bottom of the pantry.  I stood behind a bush and caught these three.  I will have to get out with the hedge clippers so I have a clear view of the bowl.  On the way back inside the extra of a rose with it's raindrop decorations was too lovely to resist.