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
