I opened the door to restock the feeders and saw this guy frozen on a nearby branch. Usually the finches scatter at the merest sight of me. He wanted to flee but seemed to want to stay because of food. It's almost as if that old Clash song is playing in his head. "Should I stay or should I go now..."
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