The Robins' Visit 23
One thing I really miss in winter is birdsong, so imagine our delight when we saw our crabapple tree full of robins recently. They shouldn't be in Maine now and I don't know if they are late flying south, or if they have decided to winter over. The robins were eating all the berries they could find and they swooped and cavorted through the branches of the tree all morning long. Then, as if by signal, unheard by me, they suddenly departed. If you have the time, or inclination, click through the pictures to see this happy visit.
The Robins' Visit 23
One thing I really miss in winter is birdsong, so imagine our delight when we saw our crabapple tree full of robins recently. They shouldn't be in Maine now and I don't know if they are late flying south, or if they have decided to winter over. The robins were eating all the berries they could find and they swooped and cavorted through the branches of the tree all morning long. Then, as if by signal, unheard by me, they suddenly departed. If you have the time, or inclination, click through the pictures to see this happy visit.