seanwalsh4
"Into the light"
This young robin who now lives in my garden here in Bristol seems a rather shy and cautious little one.
Mind you with sparrow hawks and pet cats around, I certainly know why, and I don't blame her caution, for sure.
She hides in my garden border in a prickly hedge area.
When the Sun occasionally makes an appearance β¨οΈ she comes out of hiding as can be viewed in this image.
She is very vigilant, looking around nervously, constantly scanning all around her.
Unfortunately, as soon as she spots me with my camera, she reverts back into the relative safety of her hiding place.
With this in mind, I waited behind a garden parasol where she couldn't see me.
She popped out from the shade to sunbath and warm-up, then I managed to photograph her secretly !!!!!!
.... Ha ha' ha' π ....
"Little Robin"
I'm a little robin who wants to chirp and play,
if you feed me breadcrumbs, I'll brighten up your day,
do you want to hear me sing, then breadcrumbs you should bring,
when Xmas comes a dinging well look for me, the little robin singing.
original poetry
by Sean.
Love and peace,
everyone. π
"Into the light"
This young robin who now lives in my garden here in Bristol seems a rather shy and cautious little one.
Mind you with sparrow hawks and pet cats around, I certainly know why, and I don't blame her caution, for sure.
She hides in my garden border in a prickly hedge area.
When the Sun occasionally makes an appearance β¨οΈ she comes out of hiding as can be viewed in this image.
She is very vigilant, looking around nervously, constantly scanning all around her.
Unfortunately, as soon as she spots me with my camera, she reverts back into the relative safety of her hiding place.
With this in mind, I waited behind a garden parasol where she couldn't see me.
She popped out from the shade to sunbath and warm-up, then I managed to photograph her secretly !!!!!!
.... Ha ha' ha' π ....
"Little Robin"
I'm a little robin who wants to chirp and play,
if you feed me breadcrumbs, I'll brighten up your day,
do you want to hear me sing, then breadcrumbs you should bring,
when Xmas comes a dinging well look for me, the little robin singing.
original poetry
by Sean.
Love and peace,
everyone. π