I live for moments like this. The ‘secret pond’ I like to visit every few weeks was aflutter with chattering songbirds when I stopped by a few days ago. I walked slowly around the edge of the pond, trying desperately to capture a good shot of the Jays, Wrens, Warblers, or Mockingbirds hidden in the leafy branches hanging over the water, to no avail. I had given up for the day and started heading back toward the car when this little bird stopped to have a look at me. Moments like this are a gift.