Here's looking at you, kid

He landed on the mountain ash just outside our dining room window. Was he watching me? He pecked a bit at the tree; maybe looking for nesting material? Then he jumped down to the stone path and hopped over to the sidewalk. After doing a little dance, he bounced onto the lamp post ledge and had a drink. Flying back to another tree, he just sat there. He seemed to be on a mission of some kind. What was he up to? Then it hit me; he was waiting for someone.

About half an hour later he had left the tree and was back on the sidewalk. Sure enough, there she was. Now there were two. Spring has finally sprung and soon there will be two or three more.