Lancelot on the lookout

He perched for a moment on the old perch that Sharpie(probably his dad) used often. Looks like he's giving directions here. They are such tiny masterpieces.

The morning was gloomy and damp but many birds and little beasties were going about their morning business. Papa Oriole was foraging in the treetops for breakfast worms for his babes. The Bluejays were busy snagging peanuts from the back step, and the chipmunk watched the turkeys.

For the Record,
This day came in gloomy with sprinkles. The sun is supposed to break through.

All hands healthy