Affecting Nonchalance

So there I am, in the Square in Crieff, camera in hand, again. Waiting for inspiration, again! Freezing my butt off, again!

The Square was full of blackbirds feasting on the food scattered about by kind residents. The trees, stark against the sky, all had their complement of birds though they were getting little shelter from the cold & there was a great deal of flying up and down going on.

I liked the studied nonchalance of this one. A few seconds later, it had flown down to join its chums on the ground, pecking away in the snow.