The special one!

Not everything in life turns out as expected.

Hatching out as a white baby Blackbird does your chances of survival no good at all. Any self respecting predator will spot you a mile away. 

But survive this "Whitebird" has, not just for a short while, but he is now into his second winter. Last summer he successfully paired up and raised young of his own - all of which turned out in a New Zealand coloured "all black" attire! 

You might expect old Whitey to be picked on by the other Blackbirds - but by all accounts he rules the roost in these parts - that is the two gardens and a small bit of woodland at the other end of the Wiltshire village in which I live.

In fact I am amazed by how small a territory he uses - it cannot be much larger than a couple of acres.

He has quite rightly become a bit of a celeb in these parts and good luck to him. Along with a certain football manager - I think he believes that he is definitely "the special one"! 

   

  

You want a photo?  Ok - I'll just turn my head a little. How's that look?

Frost helps - but if it snowed, then I could relax a little!

Do you like my feet - cool aren't they!