When I was a child, I remember my dear mother singing a lullaby to me, and later I would sing it myself. I wish I knew the name of the tune, and maybe you know it yourself, here is the opening line ~~~
Dear Little Robin waiting so patiently, outside my cottage door ~~~
So, imagine my utter joy and delight upon opening my own cottage door to discover a Dear Little Robin waiting for me!
He's quite the obliging poser, don't you think? He is a juvenile, one of this year's fledglings, and such a happy chappy. You can just see the beginnings of his red breast feathers coming in ~~~
but then, I think he'd had enough! "what do you want" said the cute little fellow, before he flew away ~~~
I look forward to many happy hours with him alongside, routing around in the freshly turned soil as I dig and pull out earth~bound juicy worms and bugs for him to feed on ~~~ they are such friendly, trusting souls ~~~
Until next time ~~~
~~~Deborah xoxo
Your happy chappy (love that!) little fellow is GORGEOUS. And I think you are right--he was beginning to wonder what you were up to.
ReplyDeleteRobins always give me "the look" when I'm gardening alongside them.
DeleteLovely - a bit younger than mine.
ReplyDeleteThey are such amazing creatures.
DeleteThankyou for sharing Deborah, I just adore Robins, I was out talking to one the other day who was following me around, such friendly little birds. x
ReplyDeleteAren't they just ~~~ until two cock robins pick a fight!
DeleteJust thought I would look again to see if you had returned and there was your lovely little robin. I am delighted you have not left us for good your posts are so refreshing reminding me of when I too lived in an English Shire. Thankyou Deborah
ReplyDeleteYou're welcome, Denise, yes, I've sorted out the issues {hopefully} rather, they sorted themselves!
DeleteDeb,
ReplyDeleteI wish I could help you with that lullaby. That little fellow was very obliging to you and your 'photo shoot'. lol Great photos, such a lovely bird.
Love and hugs,
Darlene
I know you'll let me know if you come up with anything. I keep humming it and fragments of the words are coming back, slowly!
DeleteIt is the little gifts like these that give us such pleasure. Thank you for sharing, Deb. I hope your Dear Little Robin returns for anoth Good Morning soon.
ReplyDeleteOh, they are out there most of the time, along with many other small garden birds. So lovely, such pleasure they bring.
DeleteHello my dearest!!
ReplyDeleteThis was so wonderful!! I needed to see this and it lifted my spirits so!!!
(I am having a hard time keeping up with life these days) Mommy came to stay to help me get over loosing my sweet Pixie dog :-(
I love to see this sweet little robin chick XX OO
Been thinking of you XXX OOO
Oh, Linnie, I'm so sorry to read that. Since leaving FB I'm really so out of touch with everything. Thank goodness for your Mommy Sending Hugs and Love xoxo
DeleteI love this post! This little guy is so sweet and perched in that apple tree is endearing. Happy Fall, my friend, XOXO
ReplyDeleteThank you. Yes, he could not have been better ~ until he flew away! Happy Autumn to you too xoxo
DeleteWhat a cute little guy! Have you seen him since that storm came through? I sometimes wonder how animals cope during bad storms. Do they stay low to the ground? Go under things? They do something!
ReplyDeleteMy garden is always flittering and twittering with garden birds! It is a miracle how they do survive, but nature is like that, and has a strength and resilience that astounds me.
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