Wild Wednesday 102

The thrush was sitting in it's favourite spot this morning, right at the top of the big tree.  From that perch he can see what is going on in all of the gardens around.  I am not sure if I just caught him as the wind was ruffling his feathers, so that the light underfeathers are showing.  Possibly he has lost some feathers, perhaps in an argument with one of his fellows. He seemed perfectly fine, flying well etc.  so hopefully it is my first guess.  Thank you to Cailleach for hosting Wednesday's challenge.
I am officially bored now with this virus, it has gone on far too long.  I want to get back into my usual routine.  Oh well, will have to sit it out I guess.