Chickadee

This morning I was greeted by a little Chickadee!  She was wearing a mask but I recognized her anyway.
The Chickadee
by Ralph Waldo Emerson
Then piped a tiny voice hard by,
Gay and polite, a cheeful cry,
"Chick-a-dee-dee!" saucy note
Out of a sound heart and merry throat
As if it said, “Good day, good sir!
Fine afternoon, old passenger!
Happy to meet you in these places
Where January brings few faces.”

Looks like another old Arkansas bird is back!