This afternoon I saw a cedar waxwing as I walked back to the office from my apartment. I had gone home for a bite to eat and was meandering my way back down Yonge Street when I saw some movement in the trees.
Usually, waxwings take off before I even get close, but this time the leaves and berries blocked the bird's line of sight. I stood perfectly still for a moment and was rewarded by a close up view of the waxwing. It was a pleasant end to a lunch break.
