I’ve been adopted by a pair of robins. They first appeared in what I loosely describe as my yard about two weeks ago. They are not opposed to bouncing in nearby me as I wander about. They especially enjoy working the yard with me as I sprinkle around the trees. I’ve taken to looking for them each morning and find myself disappointed if I fail to see them immediately.
I call both of them Robby.
This may explain why one or the other
of them sometimes scolds me from where they perch in the Mayday tree. Good
neighbors are like that—they’re not afraid to give you the “what for.”
An American Robin (Wikipedia)
—Mitchell Hegman
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