Thank you Gabrielle. I love seeing the robins and how it is they cock their heads and listen for worms and always get one when they strike. Very clever.
A robin always brings to me a message.. a personal one, and its not by chance that I came across his red feathered breast again today here Renee.. Thank you my friend.. The Universe is at work here yet again.. 🙂 xxx Hugs to you xx
Lovely wee poem 🙂 It is Autumn down under but still warm enough for worms.
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Thank you Gabrielle. I love seeing the robins and how it is they cock their heads and listen for worms and always get one when they strike. Very clever.
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Lovely, we’ve been waiting for it to warm up here too 🙂
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This weekend is suppose to be the warmest yet so will attempt some yardwork at look last.
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A robin always brings to me a message.. a personal one, and its not by chance that I came across his red feathered breast again today here Renee.. Thank you my friend.. The Universe is at work here yet again.. 🙂 xxx Hugs to you xx
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feasting season for birds. poor things, it must be so tough for them to pass the winter.
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They do seem to be quite happy with all the insects and pollen and such and worms, well, that is a feast.
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they are so easily happy. thats why i love to observe them 🙂
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Lovely little verse. Very interesting – your robin red-breast looks nothing like ours!
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Thanks Libby! I think robins are different according to where they live.
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We are definitely on a similar wavelength. Thanks for visiting,
Elizabeth
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Thanks Bren!
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