Robins nearly always show up whenever you do any work in the woods. Last week I was cloning some willow. This means you cut about 18 inch/50 cm lengths of wood about 1 inch/2.5 cm diameter. Then, making sure it is the right way up, push it into the ground about 15cm or so, put a guard around it to prevent browsing, and the vast majority of willow will re-sprout into a new tree.
I nearly didn’t take my camera. But I was glad I did. The little robin was waiting for me to hammer in one of the sticks, then coming down to perch on it while I went to fetch the guard from the wheelbarrow. And when he wasn’t doing that, he was perched in the tree close by.
I managed to snap one photo of him with the light just right – he looked like he was sitting in a bubble!
Robins are such characters! We’ve been hearing many of them singing along with other birds; looking for partners perhaps?
In fact I’ve just read about a mother mallard duck & her brood in Cambridgeshire, a robin sitting on eggs in Yorkshire & mistle thrush fledgelings in Glasgow!
More lovely pictures – thanks for sharing them. It’s only recently that I discovered that an American robin is nothing like our ones. Ours are smaller and cuter (from my point of view) but they’re positively orange in comparison.