Look Out Bird

This Bellbird perched on top of the Silk Tree and preened, then hopped down to the feeder and back up  to look around some more.  It only sang the odd note.  I don't feel like singing either on such a gloomy day.  

A Hazy Shade Of Winter            Paul Simon

Time, time time, see what's become of me
While I looked around for my possibilities
I was so hard to please
Don't look around
The leaves are brown
And the sky is a hazy shade of winter . . .