I devised a cunning plan today to get my birds to fly. A battle of wits between photographer and bird - a rather uneven one according to Elizabeth.
I would take some seed to the other side of the dam, call them, and they would fly over. It took one smart alec to discover that it was easier to walk, and the others followed.
Birds 1, Photographer 0.
Some fast thinking required. (Elizabeth says I think too much, but not to be too disheartened.) They are happier flying toward the house, so I went back to the other side, called them, and over they flew.
Thanks for stopping by and the comment, Colin. Yes, she is perceptive, and what's more, she can read my mind. If I posted an unauthorised photo of her, my life would not be worth living.