It was a goldfinch, sitting on the fence post about five feet away. He looked at me and waited, then hopped down to a lower piece of the fence, still waiting, obviously trying to tell me something. I was charmed. (it's easy to see why a group of goldfinches is called a charm of goldfinches!)
He went to the top of the H dressage marker and suddenly I realized what he wanted. A pool!
I found a spot where the ground dipped and made him a nice puddle and he flew to it immediately and began dipping his beak in and out.
I love goldfinches and haven't seen many this summer, so today's visit and conversation was pure joy.