Friday, 7 September 2012

Fine Feathers Make Fine Birds!

The Robin

When up aloft
I fly and fly,
I see in pools
The shining sky,
And a happy bird
Am I, am I!

When I descend
Toward the brink
I stand and look
And stop and drink
And bathe my wings,
And chink, and prink.

by Thomas Hardy

This Robin enjoyed a bathe yesterday in the waterfall in my garden, it was not bothered by my presence and continued bathing as I snapped away! Robins are my favourite garden bird!


  1. What a lovely series of shots. i have noticed that, over the past week or so, the Robins are becoming more showy again post moult

  2. Thanks Jason!
    It has been good to hear the Robins sub-song lately but I am looking forward to full-on song in the Spring which will mean Winter is almost/hopefully over!

  3. A delightful series of pictures Pam,he's a little stunner isn't he? and obviously enjoying his bath.... if not his privacy! lol

  4. Thanks Ruth, he is a stunner!

    Ha ha! I will have to erect a shower curtain. ;-)

  5. Who could not call the Robin a favourite when they behave so delightfully. Nice to hear that Hardy had his lighter moments.

  6. Ha ha! We all have a softer side I think John!