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Outside micks. I missed the heron on the pond but this is the upside of being armed that day. Nikon 70-300 if ED, photogene.
They call it a robin, but it's not a thrush. What they call a blackbird is more like our American robin.
A robin wanting to take a few shots of his mates for record. Cheeky little sod, making a mess of my lens!
A Robin sat on a perch. The Robin is known as Britain’s favourite bird.
This bird followed us around the car park at the RSPB Arne nature reserve near to Poole in Dorset.
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So, Day Three and we're leaving Brecon (splendid B&B, see www.bridgecafe.co.uk - great place, great food and great hosts - what more can you want?) and heading off to Whitemead Forest Park (www.whitemead.co.uk) in the Forest of Dean, in Gloucestershire, via Symonds Yat Rock (where not much happened and we saw no Peregrines, just a Robin and a distant Buzzard I couldn't get well enough - but the ice cream was excellent) and RSPB Highnam Woods where we got great views of a Mr Great Spotted Woodpecker, among other things. So all in all a bit of a mixed bag road trip...
When the red, red robin comes
Bob, bob bobbin' along, along,
There'll be no more sobbin' when
He starts throbbin' his old, sweet song.
Wake up, wake up, you sleepy head;
Get up, get up, get out of bed.
Cheer up, cheer up - the sun is red.
Live, love, laugh and be happy.
What if I've been blue,
Now I'm walkin' through fields of flow'rs.
Rain may glisten, but
Still I listen for hours and hours.
I'm just a kid again,
Doin' what I did again,
Singin' a song
When the red, red robin comes
Bob, bob bobbin' along.
It's been very difficult catching photos of the Robin. He's extremely fast and doesn't stay in the garden long. My garden, Kent. 11th Dec
Very grainy, but I like his concentration.
A better pic here www.flickr.com/photos/16054928@N07/6700345889/in/set-7215...