A varied thrush flew into the patio doors today but suffered no injuries. He sat on the post in the sun to regain his composure and then flew off. I do like these handsome birds with their stripes and intriguing buzzy whistle of one-note. They are hard to spot as they can be somewhat shy most times of the year and when I first moved here I walked about with my neck kinked trying to solve the puzzling one-note whistle. One tends to see more of these little fellows during the winter as they are more prevalent in gardens and parks, rummaging through the leaf litter and tossing aside moss and debris while they search for insects. I saw four yesterday having a snoop through someone's lovely unkempt front yard that was perfect for shy but busy birds.