Capitol Hill

I was walking around the hill the other day, and found myself in the middle of a heated shouting match, but thankfully not the usual kind:

I might have been cramping his style, but he kept on yelling to the other birds across the street well after I’d pulled out my camera. I think he was self conscious, because after a few photos he stopped to look at me. I wonder what it was about?

♥ Momo