wings

Our little guest that had set up camp under our (outside) table woke up on Wednesday morning.

Handsome fellow.

As J and I watched him dry off, I hoped he would stick around long enough for G to see him.

He did. When she opened the door to go outside he made his maiden flight. Landed a few times around the yard, flew over the fence, came back, (to say good-bye, she said), then flew off.