We had a snow storm again last week which colored our driveway white, yet again. I was thinking "I really need some sunshine and warmer weather or I will just wither." I was looking out back because I heard a somewhat familiar noise. It was...yes, yes, it really was three robins sitting on my fence. They don't come here unless it's Spring so it must be. Hurray, everything looks promising again.
As I went to snap the picture, one flew away. I stayed in my house to snap the picture because it was too cold to go out and get a closer shot. They sat there for quite a while and sang their little hearts out. Robins don't have the prettiest song, but they do have the prettiest red breasts so they are welcome.
The one bad thing about this picture is that is shows that my fence needs painting. I'll put that on Wayne's honey-do list right now.
ROBINS
by James Danielson
Mother robin On the nest.
Warm blue eggs
Beneath your chest.
Baby robins
Hatch, hatch, hatch.
Call for food
Dad goes to catch.
Father robin
Brings food back.
Open beaks
Stretch for their snack.
2 comments:
What a cute photo! I hope spring is there for you. Here it keeps playing peek-a-boo
I just love that cute little poem...it's been pouring down dogs and cats here for 2 days and doesn't feel much like spring yet !
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