A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush. Maybe, maybe not. When I'm sitting outside, some of the birds will come to the feeder, even though I'm close. Some, however, are too shy, and sit in the lilac bush at the end of the stone wall. They wait patiently until I leave. I decided to see, yesterday, if I could get pictures of them, as they waited. If you enlarge the pictures, you'll see them waiting there.