

I was walking downhill on a walking trail in the middle of a wooded section last week when I saw this young Thrush sitting on a log. I immediately stopped in my tracks when I saw it and the bird stayed exactly where it was too; as if frozen. It had the manner of an immature bird and did not seem to know how to react to my sudden appearance. I took several pictures of it but as can be seen from the photos the results were not too distinct.

As I moved, attempting to get a better view, the Thrush hopped off the log and disappeared into the underbrush.
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